I spent the day virtually alone. So while the television played episode after episode of Law & Order SVU, I searched for apartments on my iPad whom I affectionately call Diego.
This act made me feel proactive and my impending move became more tangible.
Since that little storm we less than affectionately refer to as Katrina, I currently live in a small city where I completed my BM & MM. As I am a bit of a spiritual person, I believe that I was brought to this random city & this random school for a purpose. Who knows why. All I know is that past my misery, I have befriended some wonderful people who will always hold a place in my heart. I have learned here. I have grown here.
Consequently, being here is why I am now moving to the foreign land of Texas.
Never in a million years would I have placed myself in Texas, a state of which I hold a hatred deeply rooted in pure irrationalism. Every plan I have ever willingly made in my life has been forcefully removed from me. Therefore, this must be the right move. I was recently offered a $9,000 opera scholarship. The likelihood of this happening was very low, and when i got the call, it made the decision for me.
San Antonio.
Seems like a beautiful, cultural, clean, historic, artsy city.
Seems to fit my personality like Lycra tights.
Seems too good to be true...
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