so. the move.

coming up on the 1 week mark in my new apt, i cant help but feel like this was all too...easy? no housing nightmares or lost luggage, no crazy roommates or emotional breakdowns (so far...)

i absolutely adore my new place with its homey vibe, in unit washe/dryer (!!), amazing light, cuddly cat, SPACE and old rambling charm

being back feels completely confusing - comfortable and natural while somehow terrifying and alien. but i'm excited to start setting down roots and settling in. who knows how long ill stay...a year? a few? forever? but its nice to feel sf can be home if i want it to be

walking home the other night, i thought this was the first BIG thing ive done in a while for ME and me alone. not for family, or a boy, or a friend, or my career, or any practical reason. just because. and it feels right