Sleeping here does not feel like home; but, then, the few physical belongings I have are in boxes, spread over 1,000 miles. Even my dog is 30 miles from me. I told a person I am “on sort of an extended vacation” and “still consider myself to reside in Illinois” (wtf: consider myself to reside??) while simultaneously emailing craigslist people re: apartments for rent.
Yesterday I deposited a check for my first paid gig as photographer. In only 3 weeks I have two ongoing gigs, a third that starts next week and more interviews coming up.
I’m not sure where “here” will be for me next spring. My horoscope says I will “desire the coast” (mm hm, always true). I never thought I would say, “I miss the midwest.”