Just over two months ago, I packed up my life and moved to Charleston, South Carolina.
It was one of those things that happened quickly -- I hit a streak of luck when it came to job searching, and within two weeks, I had applied for, interviewed for, and accepted a new job in a new city. The same day, I had signed a lease on an apartment.
I think it was just the kind of adventure and life change I needed. A new city, a new job, and a chance to push myself outside of my comfort zone.
In a way, I sort of feel like a freshman in college again. I'm just getting settled, but I really feel like I'm learning new things about myself. Just like freshman year, I moved out of my parent's house and into a place of my own. Although this one has faux granite countertops, a big upgrade from the locker-closet of my Russell dorm room.
So here I am, blogging again. I thought about deleting some of my old blog posts, but realized that this blog has chronicled all of my post-college life: the places I've been, things I've felt, and challenges I've kicked in the butt. My new adventures in Chucktown fit perfectly -- a new chapter in the same story.