I remember that year. That time of year, the beginning of fall was just around the corner. Leaves were being shed. I had got admission to UCLA, and I had to leave my town of Monrovia, a small town famous for Hollywood TV shows and movies. I vividly remember that day. It was a crisp Saturday morning. I knew that I had to do a lot of packing, which I wasn’t good at. I knew, among the many long-distance moving companies, I had to seek the best residential moving company. A few of them were very efficient in dealing with such matters. I had a residential moving company sort out the entire thing for me.
I was delighted that I did not have to do all the work. I was feeling so light; there were big dreams in my eyes. When you are going to the top Ivy League institute of the Country, you have exhilaration in your breath. I knew the proud feeling. To relish that tranquility, I did not want to get into the hassle of packing all the things by myself. I had gotten into the university of my dreams, it was big news to take in, and it was taking time; piece by piece to sink in. I did not want to disturb that peace hence I relaxed, and let the Best Full Service Moving Companies that handle all my stuff. I was moving in with a table, chair, bed, and luggage.
You might wonder why I was taking so much stuff with me. Well, to answer honestly, I did not have enough money to live in the university dorm or rent an apartment for me, so I had to stick myself into the basement of an affiliate, who was, in fact, the friend of my cousin. He had agreed to let me stay, and I was supposed to pay him considerably less amount than what I would be paying in any hostel or apartment. Thus having figured out the place of stay, I had done everything on my part. The moving company came on time. They had packed my stuff earlier, and on my affirmation, they started moving my stuff into the lorry they had brought in. It wasn’t that big to be used for moving the whole house, but it wasn’t small either.
I was happy. It didn’t take them much time to put my stuff in the vehicle, and we were done in less than half an hour. Thus, having bid adieu to my legions at home, I embarked upon the new journey of my life. That was the first time I was moving out of the house, and at that time I didn’t know that I was never going to be back in that house again. Time proved so hectic that I never had the chance to go back. Now, I live in VA. This is my home. I work here and have my apartment here, but I still remember the only time of my life when I had to move from my small town to a big city, transforming from a local town boy to a civilized city man, working in a talent agency. And that journey was one memorable journey of my life.