Nothing helps me find a different perspective than a literal change of perspective.


Being creative means spending 10 hours drawing a D&D one-shot character that I will only get to play for about five. šŸ˜‚


In any other light, these clouds wouldn’t have held more than a passing glance. Tonight, however, the sunset turned them into a glowing crayon drawing left by some enormous toddler.


Angelic chorus sings Been saving and waiting for years for Apple to make something worthy of replacing my beloved 27ā€ iMac.


9°F/-12°C Going to need extra coffee for this first day back to work after a wonderfully long break.

snowflakes


Weekend visit to the University of Michigan to see my wife’s new workplace. The entire campus is so beautiful but the Law Library is really extraordinary.


šŸFor the first time in 16 years I’m getting to experience the fall season first hand and it is magical.


Processing the changes of a cross-country move involves a lot of nuance, something the internet is particularly horrible at. I’ll get back to posting more as life solidifies.


šŸ Amazingly beautiful day at the Plymouth, MI fall festival. We soaked in the sun while shopping through the local artists’ booths. We probably didn’t need to cap out day off with a burger but they were so tasty.


Journaling in the shade of the trees. Moving has broken nearly every old routine and loosened many thoughts and feelings that need to be sorted through. Such dramatic change is an opportunity for growth that I don’t want to squander.


We made it. The first day was 14 hours of driving and the second about 6 hours.


Our last evening in Florida. The usual half-hour afternoon thunderstorm finished and we’ve crammed our cars with our remaining belongings. There’s nothing left to do but try and get sleep for the two day drive to Michigan.


With the generous help of friends and family, we managed to pack all of our worldly possessions into small-ish shipping containers for transport. Now we prep ourselves for the cross country trek to Michigan.


The Continuing Voyages

I guess Paramount wasn’t so particular about their TV swag in 1992. šŸ˜‚ Everyone is assembled but they’re all in half poses, looking in different directions. A perfect metaphor for my family’s current state. Today kicks off a long, multi-month, voyage …


cat laying on table

This is my cat beautifully expressing my family’s exhaustion. We are in the nasty bit of moving where, no matter how many things we box, it feels like we haven’t made a dent. We know it will eventually end but the only way out is through.


Moving from Florida

cat sleeping in empty cardboard moving box Downstairs, my wife is listening to a Motown playlist while making dinner. It’s the music of her home and a celebratory fist pump in knowing she’s returning to it. After many weeks of searching, and being outbid several times, we’ve finally secured …


Celebrating Independance Day indoors with lots of rain storms and hurricane Elsa on the way.


We call it ā€œThe Sunshine Stateā€ but it started raining as soon as we passed the border and continued the entire length of our drive. Still, it’s good to be home.

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