Gainesville, Georgia. Why did I move here? I would really like to complain all day long.

I want to complain about the humidity that dampens my lungs.

I want to complain about the fact that there are no mountains here (no, the Appalachian’s are not mountains)

I want to complain about the lack of coffee shops.

I want to complain about the depletion of originality that is fostered in Oregon.

I want to complain about making new friends because I don’t like repeating myself.

I want to complain how foreign I feel.

I want to complain about the fact that people think they know me because I was on E Squad.

Most of all I want to complain about how annoyed I am at myself for allowing these things to get to me.

I’m a pretty positive guy. And everything here in Gainesville has been immeasurably amazing. I should be praising God for this strange and wonderful place.

I praise God for a state that is greener than solar panels and free range.

I praise God for a school that disciples me to be the man that God has literally created me to be.

I praise God for JohnFrank, Dillon, Stephen, Joshua, Kevin, and John who have showed me what a real house of men in community looks like.

I praise God for my family who supports me 2,000 miles away.

I praise God for my old squad who has reminded me of why I am here in the first place.

I praise God for a workplace that I can walk into where everyone is happily willing to help others burdens.

I praise God for an apprenticeship where I am stretched beyond what I believe I am capable of doing but others know I can go further.

I praise God for a car, while looking like a smashed piece of poop, also gets me to all the places. 

I praise God for the CEO of this organization who is open to talking about my feelings at anytime.

I praise God for Georgia. 

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