Lately it's dawned on me that...well, the midwest is not for me. Maybe I shouldn't necessarily say that. I've lived in Wisconsin my entire life and haven't had a problem with it up until this point in my life. Milwaukee has always been my home. I still defend Milwaukee and the area I'm from if anything negative is said about it. The lakefront, the chill of the Fall season, the glistening white dust that covers the ground, and the wonderful people I've met along the way. It will and always will be where I'm from. Home sweet home.
It could be the winter talking, but I'm ready to get up and go; ready to travel and learn new experiences. I'm lucky I am only 19 years old, being the perfect time to get out and do what I want to do. A goal of mine is to move to the L.A. area within the next 5 years. I'd like to pursue my dream in becoming a graphic designer, and what better way to start out than to start out in California, where this job is most available. It would be the experience of a lifetime for me. A journey like this isn't a huge deal to some, but I've always been a homebody and have never really been 'on my own,' especially in a place I was completely unfamiliar with; so far from home. My father lives in Escanaba, MI. along with the rest of my family on his side. It's about 4 hours from Milwaukee. A journey in itself, but not too far from home. My sister and her boyfriend, Alton, live in Mount Horeb which is just outside of Madison. And I live at home with my mother - when I'm not living in my box of a room in Menomonie, WI. I go to the University of Wisconsin-Stout. A tiny state college, nonetheless, the best around for my major. I'd like to finish up my time here, about 3 more years.... but soon after, I hope to move west. Maybe I'm dreaming too big. Maybe I'm right in believing it's time for me to get myself out there and go with the flow of life - really start living it and taking advantage of everything I am able to do. If I don't do this while I'm young, I'll regret it the rest of my life. I'll never know what could have happened out west, what I could've made of myself, and how different my life would have been. If I do it, which I am about 95% sure I will do, I hope to gain more knowledge in my field, to meet new people and gain new perspectives, to bask in the sun on a February day and to make something of myself. Life is full of opportunities, and I'm not going to push this one to the side. It's time for me to risk it all, have faith in myself and the Lord, and take a giant leap towards success out west.