i finally decided it’s time for a haircut… i haven’t had one since like november… and have just been cutting my bangs on my own. but i just called my hairstylist and he moved to LA. i want to cry… i loved him! not only for how he cut my hair but because he had the greatest aura and was just a lovely person.
Lately I’ve felt the need to move. Away from here, to a city where no one knows me (again). This seems to be my pattern. Every so often I start over, I’ve been doing this since I was 17. The first time, I was terrified to move away to college, far enough away from my family, where I knew no one. But it seems to be my pattern, and I’ve been here almost four years… the 2nd longest I’ve lived anywhere since I was 14. But I don’t know where I’d go this time… maybe Paris or up the coast of CA. I love my city, it’s the first city I ever moved to that felt like home immediately. Other cities became home, but that was after time and it was the friends I made that made them feel that way. San Diego felt like coming home the first time I even visited here. Maybe its the fact that I’ve been living in the same house for over a year now… and that hasn’t happened in a long time… at one point I moved a total of 3 times in 6 months. And I’m not one of those people who can pack everything I own into my car. I have furniture, and clothes, and stuff. Which is part of who I am… I’m a crab, Cancer, a homebody. Which is why I wonder where the desire to move away again comes from (over and over). I can’t help but think it’s driven by all the uncertainty in my life right now.
I’m kind of at a loss how to respond. It came from someone I don’t know very well… in fact I met him once and have no idea why we exchanged numbers because I am 99.9% sure we’ll never see each other again… let alone call each other to meet up.
But really… ya damn right, I am the macaroni with the cheese!
I can’t help but think he meant to send it to another girl with my name… or that it was a mass text. But I’ll continue to giggle over it today… especially since my day has been a hot mess and I needed a laugh. And I’ll keep quiet about the improper use of the word “your”