Purposeful

A lot has changed, once more.

I got lost again, in a different way, and lost that driving force. I got consumed in my own emptiness.

To sum up my year, I had started working full-time again, which was great, but my roommate had to move to California. Naturally being unemployed for half the year left me with no money to pay for my bills.

No roommate.
No money.
Back to the parents I went.

The new job started great, but eventually their ugly truth came out. Everything that they went for, went against all of my morals. Some days work literally made me sick. It wasn't all bad though. I learned so much and made incredible connections. But I had to get out because the job took a toll on my mental and physical state.

I was becoming empty. Purposeless. I would come home after work and immediately get into bed. I wouldn't sleep, I wouldn't read, I wouldn't do anything but lay there. For hours. I stopped working out. I stopped eating healthy. I just stopped.

So, I quit.
And I found another job. A great job so far. Fingers crossed it stays that way.
And then I moved.
On my own.
Living by myself.
For the first time ever, completely and utterly alone.
So alone that I don't really know what to do with myself after I've exhausted looking at my phone or browsing the internet or watching netflix.

...It's just me.

But then I realize it's exactly what I need. Because now I'm here writing in a blog that I've barely touched in the last 6 months. I'm here taking care of myself, proudly paying ALL of my own bills. I'm here, doing something, rather than wasting my days.

So here's the plan for the next year as I learn to live by myself. I'm going to rediscover that fire that burned inside of me and I'm going to use it. I want my creative side to blossom again. I miss drawing, reading, blogging, and writing. I miss learning how to cook and exploring my surroundings. I miss living.
And for once this blog will come of use, because this will be my virtual diary of all those things that are waiting to burn.

First move...my actual move!

Since this blog is called "making a move is required," I suppose I should mention the fact that I moved! For the first time in my life (sorta) I left home and moved to the big city of Dallas! I'm actually pretty amazed that I moved, but it was necessary and has been long over due. I'm not all the way unpacked since I still need a few things, but I am finally settled. It's actually starting to feel like a home. My home.

I was once told that I should not live alone and while I was extremely defensive at the time, he was right. So lucky for me I have a really nice roommate and I have a feeling by living with her, she will show me a new world and a new world that I desperately need. This move has been a significant change in my life. I'm scared shitless honestly, but also very pleased that I'm becoming more independent and growing.

This new home is my fresh start. It's a new beginning in so many ways. For one, I'm not driving past my old life anymore. I'm not wasting my life stuck in traffic right near my Ex's apartment nor am I strolling past the apartment we used to share. I'm not living with parents that reminded me of how much I needed to move. Now I am officially on my own, making my own way.

If you ever want to move here, here are a few things I have found out about living in the city:

• You have to pay for your own grocery bags. Only a nickel for each bag, but be aware.
• Drivers are much more pissed off. I think I've been honked at more times here than ever before in my life. 
• Be prepared to parallel park everywhere you go... or have cash for valet. By the way, I'm awesome at parallel parking now!
• The city is a lot more quiet than I expected. 
• Dogs and joggers are everywhere. Everywhere! 
• So are bums. 
• You can pretty much walk anywhere. Need drinks? Right down the block. Food? Groceries? Gym? Clothing store? Right there. 
• There are different niches in the city...You've got your Uptown everyone-knows-everybody-because-we-all-get-brunch crowd, there is the Deep Ellum lets-all-drink-and-show-everyone-we-are-all-artsy group. Oak Cliff is the ghetto-but-keepin-it-classy-with-our-bishop-arts-district and then a plethora in between everything else. 

This city really is an interesting one and I can't wait to explore it and share my adventures! Please forgive me for slow posts. The move, plus working 60+ hours has had me physically as well as mentally exhausted.

But here is to a fresh start!