Eve of the Move

It has been five months since I made the Jump, and once again the season of change is at hand. Tomorrow morning, in preparation for my upcoming M.A., I will be moving to the charming Little Italy district of Baltimore, to the home of an art teacher kind enough to rent me his third floor while I spend the year studying and working.

So turns the new leaf. After this is all done, I’m going to need a nice, long vacation.