I am slowly starting to get settled into this city. I've found some bars I'd like to go back to. I've visited some promising venues. I have a favorite coffee shop, and i'm starting to learn the baristas' names. I finally get to spend too much time at libraries, and am starting to see the same faces here and there around downtown. I even ordered a mattress and have a bed frame on its way. I waited quite a while to do that.
I'm actually sitting on the floor right now. Some boxes are still out and about. I think i've purposely left some out to make me feel like i'm still traveling, like i'm still on the move. I like sleeping on the floor. When I wake up, sometimes I forget that I ever signed a year's lease to an apartment. I forget that I have a home base. I wake up, feel that i'm on the ground, and keep my eyes closed. Then I ask myself, what country could I be in today?
As much as having a place for my things and having cute little coffee mugs to call my own feels so great, I must admit, going through these photos makes me want to pack up and just take a nice little trip out of the city. (Soon enough, Jade. All in good time. Calm down already.)
Anyway, I was going through some photos and happy thoughts. I started to get a bit nostalgic, and I wanted to share some memories... It didn't seem like a lot then, but now that i've collected some of the photos for this post, I realize I've been quite the traveling vagabond the last few years. So here's to the things I miss, starting with...