Tonight I am filled with a great restlessness...
A great need
An immense longing and desire
To just pack up and leave.
To take my sweetie and my cats,
A few necessities and just GO.
I have no idea where.
Anywhere but here, I guess.
I've been living in Whatcom County for twelve years. TWELVE.
I've never lived anywhere this long before...
I'm feeling stagnant. Smothered. Stuck.
I've got another year until I can apply to schools again... and then still no guarantee that I'll be accepted (I didn't get in this year...)
We're still planning to move to Portland this Fall. But our last day here just can't come soon enough.
I am consumed with my wanderlust...
Britt feels it too.
Mine stems from never staying in one place very long (until now...)
Hers from never having been anywhere but here.
Two totally opposite causes...
...with the same exact effect.
An unquenchable wanderlust.