the time of year for transitions.

March, 2013.

A move from the small town I grew up in to a new city two hours away where I knew just one person, and only a little bit.

A move from a job I'd kept past college that I was trying desperately to get out of.

A move to a new job that paid almost double, that allowed for long walks outside and freedom.

A move from my childhood home to an apartment on the West Side with two strangers from Craigslist.

A move to everything new.