I wasn’t going to talk about it. But since Dylan mentioned it, I suppose I should throw in an update.

 ”It” is a change in my living situation. Gone are the days of the cramped and cozy apartment in Capitol Hill. No more tripping over random pieces of music gear and cords. Now the apartment holding a year and half of laughter and love is barren and and, well, empty. I now am living on my own, for the first time. Ever. So now we are entering the era of experimentation, where I try to keep my chin up and figure out my place in the big, bad, scary world.

The one constant is Dylan’s role in my life. It’s an important one which cannot be destroyed by a fifteen minute bus ride and separate living quarters. Many slumber parties and chess nights are in the future, and we remain committed to each other and our relationship. Conjuring up optimism isn’t a strong suit of mine, but it’s a requirement for this change to be a good decision. So naysayers can get to steppin’.