NOTE TO SELF: The next time I move, I am NOT saving the kitchen for last. Especially when seven years of kitchen etc. has built up in the cabinets.

Here I sit at 3:20am.  In less than nine hours, I will sign this house over to some new owners.  I am writing this at 3:20am because I procrastinated and didn’t finish clearing the house until a minute ago.  In my quest to balance goodbyes and moving, I did go out tonight with my friends Jen and Emily.  They both said I was acting stressed and my mind seemed elsewhere.  I now know that the reason for this was that I had exactly five hours of work remaining at the house.  I feel much better now and I am wicked less stressed.

I have mixed emotions about leaving this house.  This house is the manifestation of my desire to “go home again.”  I think now that I have done that, I am free.  Free to go wherever I desire.  I also learned that Thomas Wolfe was wrong.

You can go home again.

Now, I embark on a journey for a new home.  As I stated in an earlier entry, over these two weeks each day I am spending some time with someone who has meaningfully impacted my life here.  The goodbyes have been easier than I thought they would be.  I thought leaving Phil on Sunday would be hard, but it wasn’t.  These days we are connected like never before and our paths will cross again before we know it.

I am overtired, so sorry to ramble.  I just wanted to jot some quick feelings down before I hit the pillow.

The next time I write here I will be no longer be a resident of Burlington.

A new chapter in my life begins….

now.