Temporary Permanence

We’re renewing our lease.

This isn’t a rare event. It’s unprecedented.

I don’t know how I feel about it.

On one hand, I know why this is the right decision – several trips already planned for this year, paying off debt, time savings, a good location for travel along the East Coast. On the other, I fear the monotony.

Since I left home at 18, I have lived in the same city for more than a year – a two-year stint in Nashville being the longest – but I have never been in the same residence for more than a year. For someone who takes a while to adjust to change, I’ve become pretty addicted to the constant newness of the vagabond lifestyle.

Also –

It occurs to me sometimes how little I know.

How little I will ever know.

And how much I know.

Circumstantial evidence is just that, no matter how prevalent or convincing.

You can only know another person to the extent the other person wants you to know him or her.

At some point, you have to make a conscious choice to heal.

And I have full faith in the world’s leprechauns to straighten it all out.