I’ve sold my house. Friends ask me why – It’s a great place, great location, it’s got a bar in the living room, for god’s sake. But I’ve been here for thirteen years, and I’m pretty sure I don’t want to die here, so now is as good a time as any. Change is good. But I’m going to miss this place SO MUCH, I start thinking about all the things we’ve done here, all the amazing experiences and connections and relationships my friends and I have made and done and lived within these walls, and I get all maudlin and I don’t want to leave. I hate goodbyes more than anything. What sustains me is the promise of more and new things in the next place. I would like to stay in Union-Porter-Davis area. It is currently a difficult market to buy in, my first reaction to most home prices is “Bitch, please.” We’ll see what happens, I have to move by the end of July. I believe the term is “You don’t have to go home, but you can’t stay here."