I was 22 years old and moving out to the county from the city because I figured it was time to strike out on my own.

My friend had bought a house, was getting married in a year and was looking to rent out a few of the rooms till the wedding date.

It was the perfect opportunity for me. I remember the thrill of thinking….”Alright, you are now completely on your own…” Thoughts of paying my rent, buying food, paying for insurance, gas, truck payments went through my mind.

On the flip side, having no one to answer too and coming and going whenever I wanted was sweet.

Total responsibility for my life!

It was a very liberating feeling and one that made me scared shitless at times…LOL.

But I knew driving down the highway of life, that there was no going back home. I had officially entered the grown up world and a new adventure had just begun.

Turn the page.

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