One Time Only
I moved out of Bloomington September 29th. I “vacationed” in Michigan City for a couple weeks and now I am living in Northeast Indianapolis.
I left e2 a week before I moved because I had a job lined up in Indianapolis and I had saved enough money to survive about a month anyway. I almost immediately started my new job when I got to Indy. I drive a Suburban much like a taxi. Lots of airport runs and I get salary plus tips. My roommate started (literally JUST started) a transportation company.
I am NOT making a lot of money. None of us are. Because everything is on credit. But it won’t be that way forever. I may be staying in a Super 8 right now, but I have zero worry about it. And that should say something.
I have had a lot of time to myself to finally relax and really hash out where I am in life. Letting go of a lot, thinking a whole hell of a lot. And now I am forcing myself to write everyday because of NaNoWriMo.
Current project: Life’s Not Fare
Other potential projects: Writing a formal letter, writing a Cracked-like article
In short, I’m alive and I’m okay. Keepin’ it real.