I'm leaving Las Vegas.
Most would say, "Finally!"
I feel like I'm leaving too soon.
I'm picking up a U-Haul in about a half hour. I'll load it today, and head out of town tomorrow.
I'm starting a new phase of my career: A job that will allow me to focus solely on research.
It really is a good fit for me and what I hope to achieve.
I'm a little excited.
I'm a little nervous.
I'm also really, really sad.
I'll be closer to my parents and siblings.
I'll be closer to good flyfishing and mountain biking.
But I'll also be further from my kids.
I'm leaving behind some of the best friends a person could hope to have.
I'm leaving behind a girl I'd hoped someday to build a future with.
Those aren't easy things to give up. No matter how good the rest of it seems.
I know things will all work out for me. They always do, but it might take a while for things to feel "normal" again.
Wish me luck.