Wherein Bry is preparing to move again.

I am moving, again. Moving is a topic I have covered frequently at my old blog.

They say you should write what you know, and I know moving.

There were the times I moved in and out during college (twice a year, four years). And then moving to Portland. And then moving once a year, sometimes more, for the past 7 years. My record is three times in one year, from Beaverton to Garden Home, to Lake Oswego to Chinatown.

Not to be overshadowed by the move from Tigard to Hemet to Tigard to Garden Home a few years later.

I do not know what makes me move so much. It is certainly not wanderlust. I am not moving to exotic places but from one suburb to another.

I have been in my current apartment for one year and I have not been happy here. For someone who used to be quite social, who used to go to shows and out frequently with friends, holing up in an apartment in the suburbs where the bus stops running at 10pm was an immediate leg shackle.

After realizing I was going to have to move again, I frantically tried to stay in this 2-bedroom apartment but, after calming down, realized it was neither practical or affordable. Then I thought of moving into a studio nearby.

But after a week of pondering that and mulling my options, I decided against staying in a neighborhood I don't like.

So I am very happy with my decision to move to the Hollywood district where I will be sharing a place with some other Linfield graduates.

The transportation kinks will be worked out over time and I will get used to bus commuting again, though I will miss my walks to work. On the upside, I will get more reading done.

But it makes me happy to know I will be within walking district of great food and shops. And if I decide to stay out late (past 11pm, oh my), I can catch a bus home. A bus that actually runs late.