Make Like A Tree

In less than a week I will have packed up all my stuff, collected my deposit, handed in my keys and will no longer to be referred to as 'Dave from Crawley'. It's time to move on again (to my 8th different house in 5 years). Its starting to get a bit frustrating, just as I have settled down and made some friends (who I love and want to remain friends with for the rest of my life - and I mean that) I'm off again and starting the whole process over again. Making new friends and trying to get them to like me for who I am, and knowing that after a year I'll be leaving to start the whole process all over again. I used to find this kinda thing really exciting and I still do, but something inside me is desperate to stay long enough to build relationships, get stuck into local church and community and not have to worry about making a good impression on everyone I meet. Perhaps its the old man in me starting to come out.