Moving isn’t hard, making friends isn’t hard. Not even finding a job is hard. It might be a little mentally taxing when it comes to reorganizing yourself but not hard to adapt. Our apartment is awesome, very comfy and much more appropriate in size than anything else we’ve had in the past. We still don’t have a couch or TV, which isn’t terrible but it’s something that makes me feel undone. Feeling undone might actually be a blessing in disguise. I’ve started to feel a little different on the inside, creatively and such. I think the move has sort of given me a reason to, not only go through the shit I own and get rid of unnecessary items, but sort of go through a little internal cleaning as well. I think I need to grow a little more spontaneous in a lot of ways. Maybe, I don’t really know? But I guess thats unimportant. I’m not even sure why I might be talking about this right now. Actually I think it’s because I’m kind of tired talking about being moved or being asked what I’m doing for work. It’s all the same really. It’s a big world and I know that I personally would love to try and start thinking more globally. I think it’s healthy to be unsettled and slightly uncomfortable and I’m looking to take advantage of my new state of mind. I guess this post ended up being more of a journal entry than one of the expected, “hey, there is some super fantastic are shit going down some place…”

I have a lot of stuff I want to write about here in the next few days, and I promise that I’ll make a point to do so. Maybe I can figure out some clever way of winning back some readers. Anyway, big ups to the people who’s attention we have captivated in the past and to those who’s interests we might capture in the near future. I apologize for the sloppy post but it felt right when doing so…

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