I’ve never been one for growing roots. Maybe that’s a good thing, maybe that’s a bad thing. I don’t know, but it’s a thing. I’ve thoroughly enjoyed all my stops in life and all the people I’ve met. There are really cool places everywhere you go, and really cool things about everyone you meet. It’s your job to find them. Because of that, I love going new places and trying new things. Always looking for cool stuff.
One of my greatest fears is getting too comfortable. Although, I haven’t really had to worry about this before. Since the time I left for college, my life has been in a recurring state of renovation every two years or so. First, I left Texas for Tuscaloosa, Alabama, and started school. A couple years later I landed an engineering co-op job in Huntsville, Alabama, that required me to move back and forth between T-town and Hunts-vegas every semester. I got really good at moving. Then, I changed my major. I finally graduated a couple years later amid the tornados in April, 2011, and moved to Huntsville for the fifth and final time. Once I started my full time job, I was placed in a two year program that took me out of my job and, essentially, back at school to earn a master’s degree. So after two years I returned to my full time position where I have been for the past, you guessed it, almost two years.
This time feels different though. For the first time there are no new programs to go into, classes to take, places to move, majors to change, or tornados to fight. This is when I realized my fear could become a reality if I let it. I’m in a very comfortable spot. Good job, nice town, great living situation. It’s what everyone wants, but it scares me. I don’t want to get in a routine, even if it is a great routine. I want each day to be exciting and full of many possibilities. So I decided to take things into my own hands and make myself as uncomfortable as possible, figuratively and literally.
So I guess that's the answer to the why question.