A few weekends ago I went to the Mississippi Street Fair. I met up with my bestie Rose, her boyfriend, and a couple of their friends there. It's the kind of thing I love to do: walk and talk with friends, drink everyone's leftover lemonade, and look at cool stuff for sale. As you can see it was ridiculously crowded, also hot and sunny (my faves!), but awesome nonetheless.
Apparently all I do is go to markets and street fairs lately? Yes.
I'm really going to miss Portland. The year+ I've spent here has been, arguably, the best time of my life. It's almost impossible to judge those kinds of things, and I acknowledge that, but I feel like I've at last come into my own over the past year -- at least, begun to come into my own. I've never lived in a new city before, and to do that on my own, just Greg and me, to find a new job and fall in love with a new place and learn the city and make new friends, has been probably the most fulfilling and amazing thing I've done so far in my life.
I can't even believe I'm going to be leaving in under two months. I can't believe it. I feel like I just got here, just started to grow little roots, and now I'm up and leaving again. Damn you wanderlust! Yes, the impending UK adventure will be incredible, but I will miss Portland so much. I've had so much fun here it's impossible to express in words. I've grown as a person, met fantastic new people, shown my parents around my new city and new home (which I'd never done before and it was so fun), and generally blossomed into a whole new Meg. I feel like my life has been so rich and vibrant so far, and I can't wait to see what happens in the next year. I can't fucking wait.