It's been hard to sleep lately. It might be the air mattress, or the pitbull hounds that constantly whine next door, or thinking of how to end my current lease, but I think it's the uncertainty of what happens next.
I decided to move back to Michigan with a loose plan of what to do next. The start of that was some seasonal work, which has since either fallen through or been uncomfortably quiet. The next step is an even further distance from home: California.
Moving to Philly was a big step for me. I had no work, few leads and less friends. What I did have was some savings and a confidence that I would figure it out. Now that I'm about to leave I realize I definitely didn't "figure it out."
Sure I made it work, but nothing went according to the plans that I had in my head. I mean I burned through my savings the first two months of being here; something I won't have now and certainly won't have when moving to California.
So it's been rough trying to sleep with my mind racing at night. I'm a planner by nature, but strive to live in the moment, which is what I'll do now. I'm young and I can (arguably) afford it, or at least that's what I'll tell myself for now.
Here's to the unknown.