One year. It’s been one year since I moved out west. Okay, so truth be told, I moved into my first apartment on November 8th but I’d rather not be linked to that day for obvious reasons. No, November 6th was the first day I laid my head down in California.
I’d beaten the dead horse ad-nauseam in regards to my unhappiness living in Maine (and after… AND AFTER) but it was on this day last year that I finally began my new life propelled by positivity.
It appears that late October/ early November is a time of great change for me. Four years ago, I was shooting The Tale of the Three Brothers and simultaneously realizing that my marriage was over. Two years ago, I quit my longtime job at EMMC and began at Verizon. And last year, I moved across the country in pursuit of my future.