Moving to the beach

It’s been a pretty emotional day for me. I finally (finally!) found a place to live. Next month, I’ll be packing my things and moving to Florida.

The place where I’ll be living is a stone’s throw away from Tampa/St. Petersburg. It’s an 8-minute drive to the ocean down a single street and a 15-minute drive to a sand-covered beach. There are so many preserves and parks near where I’m living that I’ll be spoiled for choice whenever I want to be in nature. One of my all-time favorite wilderness areas will only be 10 minutes away.

I say that today’s been emotional because this is something that I’ve wanted to do for a long, long time. For the first time in my life, I’m able to live in a place because I want to live there, and not because it’s where there’s work, or because it’s a hub for pharmaceuticals, or because it’s the cheapest place to live.

There’s a lot to process, and so many blessings to be thankful for.

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