two thousand, four hundred and ninety two miles until I hit the next stepping stone in my life.

I don’t really know what to think-it’s hitting me in stages. A stomach clench, a tight breath, a smile that comes out of absolutely nowhere. I’m 75 percent extremely excited and in the phase of can’tfuckingwait but the rest of me is nervous and terrified and not sure if I’m making the right choice. But, it’s too late to think about all of this now. I’m ready, I’m fucking beyond ready to move on and start over. I’m ready for palm trees and beautiful sunsets and Mesa Community College and not driving to different cities every week because I’m looking to fill this huge hole in my heart. I know I’m going to be lonely, and I know this is not going to be easy, but for once this is a risk I’m willing to take.

See you in a month, Arizona. I sure hope you’re ready for a girl bursting out of her own 5’6” frame, full of ideas and words and looking to change the world. I can’t wait to see you.