Growing up I had a good amount of stability. I spent most of my childhood in rural Alabama and then the rest in the Atlanta metro. While I didn’t always have my own space (3 siblings) it was still fairly stable without any huge life interruptions. Last year I decided to go rogue and quit my job, put everything in storage and moved to California. I’ve officially been living out a suitcase for about 5 months now and I mind it some days but others I don’t. It’s a new experience to go somewhere and then start all over again. I don’t have any friends and I’ve never been to this area before. But yet I know that it’s for a limited period of time and that I will try to make the best of everything. We’ll see how this goes.