Glad to go, Sad to leave

beginning a blog is a very twenty-first century thing. It's like starting a book, your own book, but where there might be someone reading it. What to say?

I am moving to Brooklyn in four months. I woke this morning feeling shakey and emotional about it. First there's the whole logistical part of it. I've moved across the country 4 times, but every time I've driven across the country with heaps of stuff crammed in my car. If I can help it, I won't be driving. I also have 600 pounds of books.

Then there is the whole emotional part of it. I came back to California 2 and half years ago, after an absence of 7 years. I can safely say that it has been some of the most transformative years of my life. I have made some of the most important friendships I have ever known, many of them with old friends I thought I already knew. The thought of leaving these connections is nothing less than heart wrenching.

I came to work fighting back tears, thinking of all this. Then the phone rang, and it was The Reason I am Moving on the phone, my love Graham. I suddenly felt a lot better. Love is always a good reminder. The truth is, I am really excited about moving to New York. I get to live in an amazing area, filled with art, and artists, and fall colors, and snow, and the love of my life. I guess the difference between the four other times I've moved and this current move, is that I am not running. I am leaving to continue my life, not to start it over. I could easily stay here, but I am choosing to leave, becuase I want to go towards something.

The picture above is me fully tackling the Reason I am Moving. Gosh, wouldn't you want to live with that every day?