Every year after my 25th birthday I celebrated my 25th again. I was not looking forward to 30, I felt like I had done nothing with my life and hitting 30 would make it even worse.
Six months before the big "3-0" I decided things needed to change. I felt that I needed to leave Michigan for things in my life to change. I packed up the car and drove across country to San Diego. I crossed the border into California as it was turning midnight in Michigan, I kept receiving Happy New Year texts. It felt right that I was starting the new year in a new state. When I got to San Diego and met up with the only person I knew there it turned midnight again. It was officially a new year and I was in my new town!
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