Sometimes life gets busy, and in a good way. Something clicks in your brain. Things seem different. More
possible. Inertia decreases. Momentum increases. Fog: Now gone. And if you're me, you suddenly find that you've found yourself a new place to live. My days in this place where I've lived for six years —
six years! — are now finally, officially, numbered.
[Thanks to the_lucky_duck for this entry's title.]