So I did it. I moved. By myself. All the way across the country from one hipster culture hub to the other. Threw out almost everything I own. Kind of wish I'd thrown out more.

It looks like Seattle. It smells like Seattle. The rain is falling outside and I'm staying in a house with a dock on a lake. But I didn't get to say goodbye to my lake. My place. I bet you've got one too. That place you go when you just want to be alone and think. That place you go when you need a magical moment of insight. That place is several thousand miles away now and I didn't get to go before I left.