Wherever You Go; There You Are

Wherever you go... I go a lot of places.  There you are...  Here I am.

Here I am. I am in Denver, Colorado.  I have been back and forth between Colorado Springs, Denver, Boulder, and Frisco, and am getting the most out of this place.  Camping two nights this week with awesome friends.  Watching Scarlet for three days, and Ava for the other two. Swing Dancing tomorrow night. Hiking on Tuesday with Ali. Looking forward to an excellent night out with Sammy on Friday. Dreaming of South Carolina and the new chapter that is going to start in my life. I fly out there on Sunday morning, and my new roommate, Haley, is picking me up from the airport. My interview is Monday morning at 9.  I don't even have my portfolio or anything with me, I left it all in Saugerties.
I'm kind of nervous about the whole transition.  There is going to be a lot of driving, and visiting friends in between my trip from here to Saugerties, and then down to Charleston. I'm not even sure how long I will be home for before I go down to Charleston.  That will be stressful, but once I know and can make plans that will take some pressure off.
I fly back here next Thursday.  That way I will have 4 full days in Charleston to explore and check out my new place, and also 2 very necessary days with Jordan. It will be nice to get so many things situated and figured out.

So I go a lot of places.  I talked to one of my best friends today, after almost a year of being out of touch, and she didn't even know where I was living.  Is it really possible to be so many places and not put any roots down, so people don't even know where you are? Something I have tried to do, no matter where I go, is establish myself.  Make more friends, get a job, pay some taxes, meet a fabulous guy (no that was just Hawaii).  I usually have a great place to stay, even is it is an air mattress or a couch.  I haven't really been able to call anywhere home, but here I am, and that is most important.

I'm nervous to be a real teacher, I have kind of gotten out of the whole school scene over the last year. Do I really want to be a teacher?  We'll see.  I am probably going to love it.  I'll compare all of my equations to pantries, and make up strange ways to remember things.  It will be great.  And the classroom will be my own.  And There I will be.