I’m anxious and eager.
I feel like my sleep patterns are being
Thrown off because
I can’t wait.
I can’t wait to
Be in a new space.
Move to a new place.
Start a new chapter with
New faces.
The past couple of months have proven well although
I’ve settled but haven’t fully
Settled.
Honestly, I’ve always felt sort of like
I’m in limbo,
Crouching, waiting to jump,
Eyes tightly closed shut,
Ready for something new to
Sweep me off my feet.
And now that the process has begun
My eagerness has turned excited,
…but I’m somehow a bit anxious.
For with a new space and
A new place and
New faces comes
Changes.
Routines uprooted to make space for new ones.
With new people come new personalities and
Ways of living and
Ways to handle things that
I need to learn and understand
How to live with.
It will be good, and I know it.
Moving just has me feeling
Nostalgic.
For my current state will soon be
A past state.
Oh, change.
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π Mishy π¦