So…we’re moving. As of right now, I’m not sure where. Ha. The closer our deadline gets the less real it seems to be, and I’m just kind of like: meh, it’ll all work out. I’ve been trying to give myself a waffle brain for a little bit so I don’t get all crazy and messy like syrup over pancakes, and so far I think it’s been working. But I’m still as reflective and nostalgic as I’ve always been, and lately I’ve been slowing down over simple things I’ve been doing for the past three years… like hitting up that cheap burger place that’s only 1 block away from our apartment, traipsing down to Live Oak Park for audible respite, or making my way up Channing down College to Sacks.
My nearby places might not be so near in the future.