everything starts

It's Saturday evening in Austin. I'm sitting at the table, looking at the dark outside, feeling the marble surface under my wrists. I was scared today, paying bills online, working out what my monthly costs are going to be and how much I'm going to be making. Scout is asleep at the foot of the table. It's time to stop being scared. I did it, and I can stop worrying that this move is not going to happen. It's done. And if I don't like it here, I can leave. I made this move for myself alone.

I don't know what this city is going to bring me so I'm going to stop trying to plan it out ahead of time. I got myself here, that was my task. We'll see what happens next.