Tomorrow is the first of May.
Yet somehow, yesterday was the fifteenth of January.
Just yesterday, it felt like it would be months before I adjusted to this new place, months before I would be comfortable here.
A month is never as long as it feels like it is going to be.
When I got here, I thought I would miss the constant chaos I used to live in – and sometimes I still do.
I also thought I would miss the warmth. Although the temperature has risen since I got here, what changed the most is how I respond to heat.
To some, 30 degrees is very cold.
To me, 30 degrees much nicer than it used to be.
It all depends on what you’re used to – what you are familiar with.
Life is a series of adjustments, full of constant inconsistency. When things change, we must become familiar all over again.
Whether it be starting a new job, going through a break up, moving to a different state, or making a friend – we are frequently forced to readjust.
Just yesterday, in early January, I had to adjust to a new place and an entirely new set of people. It was uncomfortable, but it was necessary.
Just yesterday, I wrote about how quiet it felt here.
By the end of this week, classes will have ended and the silence will return; the voices that fill the halls will soon fade, the cars in the parking lot will return back to where they came from.
And so will I.
Next week I will drive back to where I’m from, with a new perspective of this place: a place that I have become comfortable and familiar with.
It’s cold here.
I’ve grown to like the cold.
Love always,
Kristin
love always, kristin 
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