move in and out

these times are strange times. finally going, even if it's not far away, realizing what i want to do with my life, where i want to be, at least for a little while, it's very nice. i feel like this is one of, if not the strangest time period in my life so far. "coming of age", changing spaces, friends leaving, figuratively and literally, magical coincidence, everything being so chaotic and unpredictable, yet ending up as if there was an itinerary planned for each hour...




and everytime i see you, it's like i've never not lived down the street.



and living with him, i think will be a very good thing for the both of us. i think we'll both grow a lot, and learn a lot from each other. i know siblings sometimes don't get along living with each other, but i have a feeling it's all going to be just fine. i am excited, not only that i get to have my own space, but i get to get an idea of what it's going to really be like when i end up where i want to be. on my own. free willy. flappin in the wind for the whole safari caravan to see.







Ah madre, gracias por todo que usted ha dado.