New Year, New Beginnings...

I sit here thinking about all of the things that lead me to this moment. All the fights, laughter, tears, and smiles. Every moment I made a good or bad decision. Somehow all of those things changed the path my life was taking and now I am back to where my adulthood began. The place where a naive boy, just barely 18, began his journey. I never could have imagined me back in this place. 7 years changes a lot of things. People change, life changes. I wouldn't have it any other way I suppose. I've been lucky enough to obtain what most would call the "American Dream". A job, vehicle, roof over my head, college education, food in my belly, and a never ending pile of bills.
When I first decided to interview for a promotion I honestly didn't even know if I was ready. In the back of my head I kept telling myself I wasn't. A casualty of my generation. Self loathing and self conscious all in one mind. For some reason I did it anyway, paying no mind to what I or anyone else thought. When I didn't hear anything for over a week I came to the conclusion that this wasn't my time. I told myself That everything would work out eventually. To my surprise, a week later, I got a call telling me that I had gotten the job. On one hand I was ecstatic. Finally I had proven myself to everyone, including my own worst enemy...me. But, I still couldn't help but begin to think in a negative manner. Like "Do I really want this", "Do I want to move to Wyoming, again", and "Can I even do this?!". All these emotions collided in my brain like a tornado ripping through a house. I honestly couldn't even think straight. The week that followed I felt cloudy in my mind.
So much going on in such a small space. Before I knew it I was only a few days away from moving. Suddenly reality hit and my list of to do's became a thousand miles long and time was not in my side.
I was lucky enough to just barely get all my ducks in a row the day before I left. We partied hard that night. Everyone coming out to wish me good luck. It was a great send off from all the people that lived close enough to share love and support in person. Finally, after many days of fretting, it was time to leave. Truck was packed and full of gas. I had cash in my pocket and a full pack of smokes. I was on my way to the beginning of a New adventure. My old stomping grounds had blossomed into this new and exciting place full of undiscovered things just waiting to happen. All I can do now is take it one day at a time.