i apologize for not having written to you in days, but it feels like forever. if writing years are akin to dog years, then it’s been quite a long time. i’ve missed you. i hope you don’t mind my saying that.

but since we last saw each other, i’ve finally found an apartment in Chicago at the very same moment I decided to move to the West Coast. i’m not quite sure how this is going to play out, logistically speaking. but what does it really matter since time and distance are delusions? something has always told me that when i eventually grew up, i would grow up to become 2 different people in 2 different places. but i was never quite sure if i would live to see that day. and now it’s here. and i’m ready. and able. and willing. to go.

at least i think i can do it. a lot of people do it, don’t they? but a lot of people do it because they don’t really have a choice. which makes me 1 of the fortunate ones. and i think the other one who is me is kind of fortunate, too. although i can’t speak for that person.