I feel like my whole life is a "transitional phase".
When you're growing up you're obviously constantly changing physically, then comes the big transition to college and the even bigger transition out of college, going on to who knows what, but it doesn't matter because you're going to move on to something else and get married and have kids and buy a house and never pay off your loans. And as if that weren't enough you have all the little transitions and changes in between!
I live in 4 places right now.
I live in Iowa, because that is where part of my heart is and that is where I want to live someday. When I think of "home", I think of Iowa.
I live in my apt on Preble Dr, because that is where I do my cooking and cleaning and showering and sleeping. When I think of "home", I think of Preble Dr.
I live in an apt on the beach, because that is what I will indicate on all of my change of address forms because I am moving there in 3 or so weeks. When I think of "home", I think of the apt on the beach.
I live in Bakersfield, because that is where Patrick lives, that is where I will live and work when we are married, and that is where I am most wknds. When I think of "home", I think of Bakersfield.
Is it August 2 yet?
