- strange to see you again -

I haven't written anything, really, since moving to San Francisco.

Maybe it came of shock; the first two months spent in an incredulous, sensory-overload sort of fugue state. Or, to put it more softly, my brain took a while to catch up with the rest of me, after our transcontinental shift.

Maybe it's because this is a city of many voices, and I wasn't certain if mine was more signal or noise.

Perhaps it's because I still feel a little wrapped in bubble wrap myself - after a year as a resident visitor, this is in some ways the most home-less I've ever felt. I live a life that folks would and have killed for: days spent wandering a jeweled coastal metropolis, mild in climate, mostly tolerant in outlook; evenings at the side of the man I love. In many ways, it is a good life; we're making hard to make it so. That doesn't change the fact that all of the signposts and mile markers I'd look to have changed (and are measured in miles, for that matter!)

Maybe what's changed is that, one year in, I'm better able to read the signs.

Regardless, here's to marching forward, and writing again.

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 ♥ music of the moment: set yourself on fire (final fantasy edit)