the past week has been heartbreaking,
over and over.
today i have made the final decision to move to san francisco.
moving there means leaving behind
my boyfriend, our kitty, and our cabin.
all of those comforting, beautiful things.
despite those, i'm not happy in boulder.
i never have been.
sometimes the best decisions aren't the easiest...
to recognize that i'll drag everything into the sandy ground
and taking steps to not have that happen,
feels a bit like growing up.
i guess being 25 means being 25.
so be it.
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