The countdown for breaking up with Charleston has begun...2 weeks!!! My house still isn't packed and I have discovered that I've taken this fabulous city for granted!!!
I think Charleston is like that guy that I dated...he was attractive, fun, sweet, we had a lot in common...but I didn't realize all of his great qualities and how much I loved him until he was out of the picture...now I want him back. It's kind of like that with Charleston...
Our relationship started off new and exciting...my parents dropping me off at the College of Charleston in August of 2000, I joined a sorority, made friends, partied...After graduation, I decided to stay and make Charleston my home, getting a teaching job, falling in to a comfortable routine, building a house...After nine years, I began to get restless in the relationship, it's not him--it's me, I need to fulfill the desire to travel, to live in another culture...Now I'm in my current position, packing up to relocate to Beirut! I can't wait! I'm scared! It's new and exciting! But I can't shake that thought in the back of my mind...is he the one? Is Charleston my real home? I guess I need to date around more to make sure...
While we have agreed to see other people, we are going to make the most of the time we have left...
