I have arrived. As soon as I drove over the state border it snowed. The results of this were me challenging myself to keep driving and not turn around and head home. Most challenging drive of my life, also the most beautiful. By the end of the 12 hour drive I had fallen in love with this land and simple lifestyle. But I guess I am premature to think that the drive was the hardest thing about moving here. Who knows what the next two months will look like? Even the next six. I am at peace though, if I hadn't broken my pinkie finger somehow I would be sleeping like a baby (turns out that breaking a pinkie finger hurts like a bitch when you are a sleep tosser).
Interview on Monday morning, cross your fingers I need to find a job asap...if for nothing else than to keep me busy. Oh! Turns out Montana full of beautiful men. I.Mean.Beautiful. Ya twist my arm into start dating here! hahahaha but really...beautiful.
I don't know what to tell you guys. I'm excited, anxious, happy and content. And if you love me you will be happy for me because I haven't felt this way in a long time.
Come visit. In January I'm going to take a winter tour of Yellowstone, apparently it's breathtaking.
I miss you and love you.
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