#305

 Part of me is hesitant to write about this one.

Most of the small things in my life feel big, 

and the big things are self explanatory.

But this one is different.

This one mattered more to those close to me, 

proximity close, that is.

And if we use deductive reasoning, 

proximity close,to Chloe means, 

close close.

I tried counting the days here in 305.

It was a lot harder than I thought it would be.

The transition here was so muddy,

the beginning and the current and the old,

all blur together.

Putting rent money in a savings account 

for almost a year

is not what they tell you will happen 

after you graduate college.

But I waited.

Even as the opportunities presented themselves,

I waited for the next right move.

Whether you count the day I got the key,

or the day I slept here first,

or when I came back from the West Coast.

305 has been my own.

Still a bit awkward,

poorly decorated.

It screams "that girl is a minimalist"

until you see the shoe boxes in the corner of my closet. 

I pray this weekend I can will myself to pay full price for a nice dresser,

 instead of waiting yet another month for a cheap secondhand one.

I am thankful for all the unmatching items that came to me and 305.

I am proud of myself for buying a few necessities,

 planning what I can live without,

 what I can live with,

 and budgeting everything 50 times a day

 to make sure I would survive beyond the first month.

Nothing makes me happier than walking to my mail box

 and getting surprise hugs from kids

 sneaking into the pool.

Or how my 3 minute drive home usually takes

 30 because I stop and see everyone I love along the way.

From hanging out at the park,

to driving to the "hood store"

to having a patio that backs up to the cut

 all the boys use to get to the other end of Woodhill.
Not to mention having a yellow car,
so everyone knows where I am at all times.
Which means, windows down,
 waving, yelling,
 making frequent stops.
Yeah... I was being serious about the 30 minute thing.

305 feels like the place I never accounted for.

The place that is going to prove me wrong,

 and absolutely right at the same time.

I tried on my own terms to get here for so long.

And that's why I'm hesitant to share this season,

 this experience.

305 is very new.

While at the same time, so natural.

  I just want to live awhile before I tell its story fully.