when I was 19 my best friend got married and his wife lived in a different city than we did, her hometown was about 6 hours north. after they tied the knot, he moved to the city where she lived, without a job or a place to live.
he moved in with his wife and was able to find work really quickly, they eventually moved to a bigger place
it was at this time in my life that i was working at a dead end job, and making very little money. my friend asked me to move up to where he lived.
after a lot of contemplating and hesitation, i decided to just quit my job and move up there. i decided it was time for me to have a change of pace in my life
i had no job and was going to sleep on my friends couch
it was a great change for me, i soon got a job where my friend worked and was able to move out on my own. but 1 year later my friend told me that he and his wife were going to move to the town that we both moved from
i decide that i was going to stick it out for a while longer and see what happens, but after about another year, i got bored of the town, and was lonely, because i had no friends and family there
so, i moved back to the town i moved from in the first place and crashed on my buddies couch again, until i found a job and a place of my own