August 27, 2010

Here We Go

Well, it’s finally happening. It’s nearly a month behind schedule, but it’s happening. Next Tuesday, the 31st, I will be falling asleep in the city of Chicago, IL. I’ve got an apartment leased, rent in the mail, and rental car reserved. Here we go.

Monday morning, I’ll pick up an SUV from Avis, drive it home, load it up with all of the stuff that I’ll be taking with me up north, and probably try to take a nap. Then around 9:00 or 10:00 Monday night, I’ll set off for the wild north. It’s about a 15 hour drive, so I’ll probably see the Chicago skyline crest the horizon around noon on Tuesday.

Lord willing, I’ll pick up the apartment keys, spend half an hour hauling all the stuff from the car to the apartment, then drive a mile downtown to Avis, drop the car off, and spend 15 minutes walking back to my new home.

The apartment I’m leasing is a total of 325 square feet. For perspective, that’s about 18.5′ x 18.5′, or a mid-sized living room. It’s a bed, office desk, bathroom, closet, small dining table and corner kitchen. I don’t even know where I’m going to set my piano up. I’m on the third floor, and I’ve got a small window that looks north over a parking lot and Division St.

The location is near La Salle Blvd. and Division St. in the Western part of Gold Coast in central Chicago. I’m a five minute walk from the beach, a two minute walk from the train station, and a 20 minute train ride from nearly anywhere in the city. There’s an Apple Store less than a mile away, and a Chipotle two blocks down the street. Life is good.

It feels less surreal than it seems like it should. I’ve been dreaming of this for a year and a half, and now that it’s finally happening, it doesn’t feel weird or risky. It just feels right. I’ve been asked countless times how I’m feeling about it. Nervous? Worried? Excited? Anxious? I’m definitely excited, but not the slightest bit nervous or worried. At this point, all of the unknowns are pretty much taken care of. I’ve got my apartment nailed down, rental care reserved, heck I’ve even scheduled the guy to come out on Wednesday and switch the internet on. Frankly, I’m more relieved to finally have an end in sight than anything else.

Beyond that, though, at this point the scariest part is saying goodbye. Saying goodbye to my fantastic friends, my amazing family, the places I’ve always known; basically saying goodbye to my life thus far. Everything else is happening so quickly that most of that is tucked away in the back of my mind, but I know it’ll be more difficult than I expect it will be. Even if it doesn’t hit me until I’m sitting alone in my Chicago apartment next week, not knowing the name of a soul within 500 miles, wishing more than anything that I could see a Texas sunset.

But that’s the nature of things. The closer I get to leaving, the bigger that part of me that wants to stay grows. Countless times over the past few weeks, I’ve just suddenly had an overwhelming moment of “I don’t want to leave” in which nothing seems to matter except that I stay right where I am. But it passes as quickly as it comes, and the clocks ticks a little bit closer to the 30th.

Ultimately, I’m just ready to be there. It’s going to be a difficult few weeks, but I’m ready to be doing it rather than thinking about it. Everything about my life will be completely different, new and unknown, but at least I will be settled somewhere for a while. I won’t be concerned with making a huge move or reaching some giant goal anymore. I’ll be concerned with trying a new coffee shop, or eating at that one restaurant, or finding the park, or learning the public transportation system.

I’m not concerned.

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