Comfortable

 

Comfortable

I'm comfortable here, like almost too comfortable. I think I skipped all the other H's of transitioning and went straight to home. No kidding. 

From the moment I got here, I felt peace, like everything is right. It feels as though I've been here my entire life. However, I can recognize that this may be just rose-colored glasses over my eyes. This may still be the honeymoon phase making me feel this way, because it has only been a month. 

There's so many things I do differently now and have grown to either like or tolerate (rather than dislike). Let's run through them:

• I go out, like a lot
• I've already been to Dallas, I have plans to go to San Antonio, and have seen a lot of Houston.
• I drive all the time 
• I never liked to drive, but here I am driving an hour or more probably about 3 times a week.
• I don't work
• I was blessed this semester to not have to work, best thing I've ever done.
• I eat by myself
• Whether that be in the cafe, at a restaurant, or in my car, I am always finding new places to eat.
• I journal everyday
• This is my first time being consistent with it and in it I talk about what I'm grateful for, what I'd like to get done for the day, and then reflect at night
• I workout 5 days a week
• Just like with my journal, I was never consistent. I also did a complete 180 turn and took it a step farther but doing it in the morning. So I am in there by 8:30 at the latest and as early as 7.
• I talk to people
• I strike up random conversations all the time, something I always wanted to do but never did.

I could go on and on about this but I think this is enough to really show how much I've adjusted and how natural it came.