This is my new front door…
… and my new neighbors.
And this is my new front yard…
When I was a kid, I hated where I lived. It was hot. It was in the middle of suburbia. I felt stuck. My goal? When I was old enough to get my own apartment, my goal was to move west. To the west were cooler temperatures, open spaces, golden sunlight and the ocean… the place I always went when I needed to just spend some time to myself.
When I was grew up and became an adult, I turned into a city girl. I moved to an old neighborhood, right outside a vibrant, beautiful city, full of character and fascinating people. I loved my home and I loved the proximity to everything.
The last few years, despite everything I ever promised myself, I found myself back in the suburbs. While there started out being a few advantages, they quickly lost their luster and I have been trying to find a way back to a place I felt could be home.
Today I picked up my keys to an apartment 75 steps from the sand. I feel like I am back in my element. To say I am excited is an understatement. 
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