Some are counting down to the Olympics, I'm counting down until moving day. T-minus three weeks and counting until I relocate back to southern California, to begin my life after graduate school. With all the stress of getting packed, I had to deal with emotional baggage as well as material non functioning luggage.
I've had to put my graphic novel on hold until I get settled. Found out I'll have to leave all my mediums, inks and stuff here..so I'll have to get over there to get my gamasol/paint thinner sprays, and painting mediums and ink. They all need permits and so much hassle to ship even by ground,so I'm leaving them with my roomate. I hope I can ship my paints, there's no way I'm leaving so much here, it's way too expensive.
My family here doesn't understand why I'm leaving, but basically I'm homesick, even though my physical home is no longer there. I just want to be around the familiar for a while while I start my career. They don't understand my thought processs, nor do I want them to, but if I didn't give myself a deadline I would have stayed until the last minute. I don't know what to expect at my new place, but that's half the fun and is the extent of my adventurousness or unpreparedness. It's here in Florida, i was too long without my friends, and Calif. family.
I hope for the best. That's what I have to do, I just need a new start.
