In Motion

Life is in constant motion – always changing, always evolving, people passing in and out like one big revolving door.

I have friends all around the world and right next door. Some of the best people I know I haven’t seen in years, and I don’t have a problem with that. Some folks are just meant to fly – trying to keep them in one place would be a selfish intrusion on their personality and character.

When they reappear from time to time it’s great, but I never have any hard feelings when they leave again.

Sometimes I wonder if I’m one of those people. Meant to fly, always in a different place. 2011 marks 7 years in Austin – the first place I’ve lived away from my family is also the place I’ve lived the longest. I’ve done a lot in this city – went to its best school, worked in its most prestigious building, explored almost every corner on a bicycle. I know the best restaurants and the coolest bars. I’m proud to call Austin home.

It wasn’t long ago that I was on the brink of moving away. Consolidating my belongings and heading North. But then I found a girl and decided she was worth a change of plans. It was one of my best decisions.

I’m happy to report that all isn’t lost with that. We’re talking and seeing each other again, trying to take things slow and see where we end up. Sometimes I think we’re both birds that are meant to fly, and I’m trying to become more comfortable with the idea that she might need to fly in a direction different from mine.

But maybe, just maybe, we’ll learn to fly together.

It’s a beautiful, sunny and cold Saturday. I’ve been up since 7:00am, and I don’t intend on slowing down today. Too much life to live.