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moving & staying

I think when you’re thrown in to an unfamiliar situation, your first instinct is to look for anchors to give your life a sense of normalcy. You think to yourself, ‘Ok. If I can just get through this temporary period of uncertainty and find just a few things resembling stability, then life will turn out all right.’ 

But then life marches forward and each day becomes increasingly familiar and the anchors that you once sought out so desperately become the areas in your life that you look at and say, ‘These are the reasons life is so mundane.’ 

what the hell do i want man

I recently found a song that samples this Sufjan song, so I’ve been listening to both a lot lately.

30 minutes a week for 9 years left a lot of memories


where have 22 years gone.

I’ve had to spend a lot of money while getting situated in a new location with nothing but the clothes in my bag to my name and it is weirdly exhilarating/scary. Rich people probably feel me.

I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them.