I hate to move, even in a virtual world. If you’re like me you might have found that moving house in SL is psychologically almost as tedious as moving in RL. Not that I can pretend that it’s even remotely the same, it’s not. But…

I didn’t think I’d feel so suddenly.., lost.

I recently had to leave my long-term SL home due to my roomy moving on. (My home and gallery are in the same place so this is a big move.) I had to relocate my little piece of the world to a new space I didn’t have, not to mention I thought I’d need. A bit of a shock, my immediate response took me by surprise, I didn’t know I’d feel so suddenly.., lost. I had an instantly empty feeling as though it had happened in RL. So it was disconcerting at first and it brought up some unexpected feelings.

My place in the sun is full of memories and warm sentiment

But that’s what having an immersive personality will get ya, intense feelings even if the Subject. Isn’t. Real. I read a book. I am the heroine, watch the Titanic? I rage for days at the cruelty of life and the injustice of hopeless situations. So imagine, I suddenly have to find a new home with enough prims that won’t break the bank, while also having to organize my favorite things, indispensable things, in such a way so that I could easily and quickly find them again in an absolute mess of an inventory. (For me, this often entails making new folders, two or more inventory windows, and a lot of time.)

The realization that my real life and virtual life feelings mirror each other

My sudden existential crisis in my virtual reality moment, the realization that my real life and virtual life feelings mirror each other and also dealing with the sadness and difficulty of leaving the old place behind. Perhaps you could forgive me, for many years it’s been the secret paradise I’d called home. But when I think about it, it makes no sense. A virtual reality, a virtual home, a virtual gallery, on virtual land, under a virtual sun, in a virtual world. None of it real, and I’m mourning it because it still feels like a profound loss.

It truly is a second life!

I hate to move, even in a virtual world. But there’s always the silver lining of new adventures and places that await discovery and the thrill of searching for that unique landscape filled with beauty and potential. It’s a dreamy intoxication to discover dazzling new sims over the days and weeks of the search. You find places you never knew existed. Then once found, the “will I rebuild my original ideas or go for something even more fantastic” question as you settle into the new.

A charming little Italian village, full of lazy days and starry nights

Well it turns out, I’m having too much fun exploring and haven’t quite settled for my new permanent home yet. But I’ve taken a temporary place, In La Perla, a charming little Italian village full of lazy days and starry nights over a romantic ocean. It features many cafes and interesting galleries along cobbled streets. In short, it is beautiful. The work to get here was a bit of a pain and I certainly haven’t gotten it all sorted yet, but I’m here and am now in the process of redesigning my virtual life.

It’s been one hell of a ride!

Come find me!

Here’s to new adventures!