At the beginning of September I moved into a new apartment. Correction: I moved into an actual apartment.
Prior to this, l've been living in parts of apartments, or even parts of rooms for years. I was a digital nomad, living in Airbnbs and hostels, a new one every few weeks, and a new country every few months depending on how long my visa would allow me to stay.
Which is to say: moving into a whole apartment is a big deal for me. I'm a bit of an antisocial person (although I prefer "selectively social" if we must label it) and living with others not of my own choosing took a toll on my mood and my productivity.
And that was the point in moving. It may be my age showing (I'm 36, after all) but creating a private space for myself back to which I can retreat to create and recharge became a quest occupying a sizeable chunk of 2018.
The apartment is a little big for my life as it is right now, and a bit empty as well. (Although, as it was pointed out to me by one of my friends at the housewarming party, that's perhaps something of a desireable aesthetic.
And while we're on the subject, let me express my long-standing befuddlement at the concept of housewarming parties. Inviting people to your new, and presumably clean and orderly, home in order to "wreck it" with a party always seemed weird to me. Wouldn't it make a lot more sense to have the party at the old place? You're leaving, what do you care about wrecking that? Anyway.)
But that "one side may be too big" makes it perfect. I didn't want something "just right". I wanted something I could grow into. Because that's what needs to happen, or else.
I've become a bit stale, both professionally and privately, as far as writing and creating was concerned. A change of scenery was absolutely called for, and that serving as a stepping stone to a new and more creative, more productive life even more so.
And so here I sit, in my new apartment, writing what is the second entry in a (hopefully) daily blog endeavor. I have a giant corkboard secured to the wall above my desk, inviting companions to the two cards currently residing in the middle. My to-do list is constantly topped off with new things for work (and for my own personal projects as well) and for opportunities I'm reaching for.
Life's good in my new apartment. A little simple perhaps, but going back to basics is the only way I know how to reinvent myself to become better. Still writing - it's not much, but it's definitely enough. There's plenty of room to grow into in this new apartment.