It's been a little while since I've posted. Mostly because I haven't taken the time to sit and put my thoughts together. A lot has happened since I last wrote in August- too much to chronicle here. But, suffice it to say that things have gotten better.
When I first moved to San Francisco in 2006, I was much more naive. I had yet to experience much of what I would encounter even in the first 3 months of living in the city. It is a drastically different place than the South. And so, when I left 2 years later to return to Atlanta, I felt like I had really come into my own. I was older, wiser, and more experienced in many areas of life.
Fast forward to now. I have returned to the city that held so much for me in terms of becoming who I am as an adult (or so I thought). As I reflect back on what it was like to experience this place for the first time and now for the umpteenth time, I realize how much I "grew up" in my time away from San Francisco. If I'm honest with myself, I might venture to say my time away was even more impactful than my time here. I don't know- it's probably impossible to quantify and it's continuous along a trajectory. I wouldn't have grown in the way I did in my years away from San Francisco if I hadn't lived here first.
I'm glad to be back. This city is good for me. I'm still learning and growing- thankfully it's a never ending process. I don't know if or when one can ever say in true Southern form "I'm all growed up".
When I first moved to San Francisco in 2006, I was much more naive. I had yet to experience much of what I would encounter even in the first 3 months of living in the city. It is a drastically different place than the South. And so, when I left 2 years later to return to Atlanta, I felt like I had really come into my own. I was older, wiser, and more experienced in many areas of life.
Fast forward to now. I have returned to the city that held so much for me in terms of becoming who I am as an adult (or so I thought). As I reflect back on what it was like to experience this place for the first time and now for the umpteenth time, I realize how much I "grew up" in my time away from San Francisco. If I'm honest with myself, I might venture to say my time away was even more impactful than my time here. I don't know- it's probably impossible to quantify and it's continuous along a trajectory. I wouldn't have grown in the way I did in my years away from San Francisco if I hadn't lived here first.
I'm glad to be back. This city is good for me. I'm still learning and growing- thankfully it's a never ending process. I don't know if or when one can ever say in true Southern form "I'm all growed up".
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