“Don’t be scared to walk alone
Don’t be scared to like it.” -JM
I’m more alone than I’ve ever been in my life .
Which is funny, because I’ve pretty much been surrounded by very kind and friendly people since I landed here in the small town of Prescott. Some of my initial nerves have calmed quite a bit.
The thing that I’m happy to have over with (not that it was bad, but the nervous energy was building!) is that “first moment”… which looked like this:
And even before that… crossing the bridge…
Cutest town ever, right? Already??
When I arrived I was lucky enough to be with my mom and my aunt.
This is the “First Glance” at Borner Farm (the farm house, from the road):
And me, picking out my tea of choice when I first arrived:
This is definitely a small town…… and I still managed to get lost. (I could navigate my way to the next town to go to the store… but I managed to lose my bearings when I was IN Prescott, in the surrounding blocks around where I live.)
I have roommates and house mates and I’m so excited to start work tomorrow. I think, experiencing it now, the alone time means something completely different than I thought.
It’s not so much literally having no one around you.
It’s more being free to experience things because you are alone, not comparing to others, making new friends without the preconceived notion so many from a hometown might have… and being a lone reed (quite literally, because reeds never really are lone.)
I do feel free from some of the difficult things I’d dealt with before. And this town…..
Cheers to change, living a simple and happy life, and letting yourself feel alone in a world that will always find you a friend.