In the last five months I’ve slept in eight different cities. Slept on four futons in four of the eight cities. Taken two road trips. Flown on two red-eye flights. Stayed in two hotels in two different cities and managed to get rest on one out of the two red-eyes. Slept on an air mattress that ended up on lying flat on the floor. Suffered back pains from sleeping in a van after intentionally sleeping on a floor. Had my nerves slightly shot while attempting to rest in a private room at a hostel in a familiar city. But, I’ve been calmed by lying in bed next to my momma for a total of about five nights back home. Felt a sense of peace while sleeping on a convertible couch and a chaise lounge at two close friend’s houses in two different cities.
I’ve ping-ponged from the Pacific Northwest to the South back to the Pacific Northwest, to the East to the Midwest then North, then West back to the North, back to the Midwest, then back to the Pacific Northwest to the East. I’ve slightly given up on knowing what time zone I’m in unless I have a meeting, a deadline to meet or making a post on a friend’s Facebook wall for their birthday. I’ve woken up and had no clue what city I was in until I walked around for a little bit. Eaten at countless restaurants, sometimes with total strangers, and sat down to a handful of home-cooked meals. Held deep conversations and avoided about three with people on planes. Lost my wallet in a friend’s rental car, which I got back a week and a half later.
I’ve laughed, joked, explored, walked, ran through airports, had a random guy hop on the train to tell me how beautiful I was rode with me to the airport which was going in the opposite direction he was supposed to go then carried my bags to the check-in (all he got was my name, a hug and my phone number. Keep Portland Chivalrous.), sang impromptu karaoke in a friend’s living room, danced, cried, packed, unpacked, been inspired, been drunk, been really drunk, been open, been closed, performed, written, worried, taken in sights I’ve previously glanced by, bumped into folks I haven’t seen in years, ran into someone I’ve only known via Twitter in a part of New York where I thought no one would know me, contemplated my future, sat still and embraced my present, all while attempting to apply lessons from my past.
This is my life. Everyday is new and I wouldn’t have it any other way.