(don't even get me started on talking about the ceiling fan and how I got my elbow hit by it)
Life changes so quickly, and before you know it the life that you've always known is no more, it's just a fragment of your memory. Some of the thoughts you have of your past may leave you longing to go back... but mostly, you start to adjust quicker than you would have thought and then when the adjusting is done - if it ever really is - you're left wondering if you ever really were that person who used to do the things that seemed so familiar to you.
Moving out with two of my sisters wasn't as dramatic of a change as I would have thought, and it didn't take much adjusting at all. It just feels so normal already, after just one month. Even the apartment building, living in town and hearing dogs that you don't know the name of barking in the middle of the night, hearing sneezes coming from below you or watching as a neighbor girl catches bugs with a net... it all feels so... normal.
I had lived the first eighteen and 11/12th of my life in the country, and yet I adjusted just like that (although, I should mention that I did spend a month at my brother's place, in town, prior to this). It's all so crazy. Life moves by so fast and before you know it you're a city girl and the country walks and lawn mowing and garden watering that you always knew are now a part of your past.
Oh, and did I mention how fast time flies? We've been here for one month already. One month. Wow...