Between No Longer and Not Yet: Words on Slow Growth and Moving to a New City

1,631 miles.

That’s how far I am from Cinco de Mayo West Nashville, an iconic Music City institution featuring $13.99 margarita pitchers on Sundays, Mondays, and Tuesdays.

It’s been two weeks since I shared a final round of margaritas there with my people. Two weeks since I packed up a U-Haul and turned in the keys to the apartment I had called home for half a decade. Two weeks since I exchanged my Tennessee address for the desert and $3.69/gallon gas prices.

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