the first step towards getting somewhere is to decide that you are not going to stay where you are.
john pierpont
i've begun the slow and painstaking process of moving myself down the street. one suitcase at a time. and that's a form of movement, no?
sarah, amanda, and i toasted tonight to the many things just around the bend.
perhaps this chapter of blowing air through my lips to keep myself calm is just about to end. or shift, a little.