Moving Bungalows

It is moving time for me. I am not leaving Lexington, but moving from one neighborhood to the next and gaining a roommate (or 3 if you count the dogs).  I am moving to the Kenwick neighborhood which is full of smaller, craftsman style homes built in the early 1930s.

This weekend the Kenwick Neighborhood Association hosted a Bungalow Home Tour. A Bungalow is a smaller, usually one story house, that became very popular post-World War I.

Typical Bungalow in Kenwick

The homes on the tour were either unique in their décor, design, or materials used. Each owner had done a number of renovations and each had a different take on the Bungalow style. It was nice day to stroll through my new neighborhood and the tastes of different people.

This move marks the 6th year chapter of my time in Kentucky and also brings to light a lot of emotions for me. I have enjoyed living here but feel as if my time here is nearing a close. Sometimes I wake up and spend the day feeling jaded (for lack of a better word) towards Lexington and all I have been through here. This move could be a preface for bigger change for me, but that's all speculative now. 

Here I am

dy·nam·ic   adj  \dī-ˈna-mik\

: marked by usually continuous and productive activity or change

If it's one thing I have grown accustomed to in this past year... its change. I have awaken and accepted the person that I am, entered and exited a serious relationship, reconnected with family I have not seen for twelve years, faced the reality of numerous friends walking away, moved, gotten promoted, been hospitalized, and lost one of the greatest people I have known for my entire life. I can say, however, that as the time moves further from these events I am learning more and more of how this is just the adventure of life. This is also to say, that this adventure is dynamic is many ways.

I'm not going to lie and say I love or hate change, because I am not really sure at this point, but it's interesting to step back and look at all the change in my life. As a 23-year old, I have already learned that life is an adventure, but it’s the dynamic part of that adventure that is just beginning to resonate.

And the dynamic part is beautiful.

I'm not trying to be deep or existential, but merely point out what I am learning on this dynamic adventure. And that's exactly what I intend to do on these pages. As the adventure of life continues it is interesting to stop for just a few seconds and "watch the ice melt" (or smell the roses if you want a cliché); and if we pause long enough and really allow ourselves, we will appreciate the dynamic part of the adventure.


I have never been okay sitting still, being alone, or enjoying silence, but in the past few months I have found myself sitting in silence or racing to get home to just lounge around. I have really come to appreciate all that I have been through, even those tough months in 2010.