Nomad

First off, I hate being an insomniac. Second, I hate feeling this way. Third, I'm feeling a bit RED so pay attention! http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/taylorswift/red.html

So, Mr.NattyLight asked me today if I was finished moving. Oh, what a complicated question. It really doesn't have to be, it requires a simple yes or no answer. Not for me, because since August 2011 I have moved SEVEN times! It just happens..it's my lifestyle right now.

Truthfully, I haven't found that place that feels just right yet, that place where everything in the world is right. Minnesota will always be my "home" so to speak. It's where I'm from and part of a who I am. BUT, Georgia will also have a special place in my heart and be a different kind of "home."

My nomadic lifestyle has led to this thing some would call commitment issues. Maybe I have commitment issues because, ah who the fuck cares, I just do. I actually have a pretty strong feeling as to why I can't commit and it has to do with one person. That one person that feels like home. But that home is in a perpetual cycle that I have deemed the revolving door.

So moving has become a part of my life. I have been back in Minnesota for two months, and still haven't unpacked even half way. I probably won't. I'm plotting my next escape out of this place. I want to explore the world, but at the same time Do I hope it will be back in the South? You're dame right I do. Do I hope that my revolving door stops revolving and turns into the solid door to my home? Hell yes. Do I think it will happen? No. but I can hope.

~XOXO Northern Star