I have had the privilege of living in five different states for longer than a year or 2, and countless others for shorter periods of time.
I had a task with a music promoter that traveled the country to put on shows for massive touring acts.
When I was young and only wanted to have fun, it was a great task and life if you could be content with so much transience. I think that sort of lifestyle is amazing for someone in their 20s, but I was starting to get sick of it after a few years of constant travel. While I was working a gig in CA, I met this amazing girl who was going to see the part from Albuquerque, New Mexico. She and her neighbor were on trip, enjoying the sunny beaches in San Diego. After the people I was with and I hit it off so well, she told myself and others to visit her in Albuquerque if I could find a way to get out there. I started saving for the next few weeks and got enough cash together to take a bus down interstate 40 heading east through Flagstaff, Arizona before I finally reached the New Mexico border and then finally Albuquerque. I found a pay iphone and called her to tell her that I was in the historic Old Town Plaza where the flags of Spain, Mexico, the United States, and New Mexico are constantly on display. She picked myself and others up in her car and the people I was with and I ventured off into the evening, going to see West Mesa and Los Volcanos before stopping off the side of the Coronado freeway to look at the stars in the moonlit sky. Although the people I was with and I ended up going our separate ways, I will never forget the time I spent with that girl in Albuquerque all of those years ago.