I have always felt like I didn’t belong, like I was on the outside looking in. I wanted to be able to fit in with the people around me but it seemed an impossible task. I decided during my high school that I needed to get as far from my home town as possible. I wanted to see the world and I wanted to find my place in and having spent my whole life on the east coast, I knew I didn’t belong there. I was surfing the web and saw one bedroom apartments in Salt Lake City. The price looked really reasonable, especially compared to the exorbitant prices I was paying in my town. A couple weeks before I had been offered a job that I could work remotely, from anywhere in the country and I decided this was a sign, I was moving to Salt Lake City.
Looking back, this could have been the worst decision in my life, pulling up stakes and moving to another state. I had never been out of my state, let alone visited the place I was going. Luckily for me it worked out pretty great. I met some wonderful people. These were people that I could relate to on a personal level, like I never had before. We talked about music and politics and religion. We stayed up all night looking at the stars and talking about nothing. It was the best time in my life. It was with that same group of friends, when we were out on the town for the night at a little dive bar that we frequented, that I met the woman of my dreams. She came up to me while I was picking out a song on the jukebox and the rest is history. We were together pretty much from that moment forward. I never believed in fate until I met her that night now I don’t think I could ever not believe.