So I recently asked what everyone has been up to and received the varying responses of recoveries, growths, downfalls, stresses, and evolutions. I needed that moment to hear the stories of the people who pay the slightest bit of attention to this account. In that moment, I was able to hear something other than the deafening screams of my own frantic plights and the dull pulse of the deliberations ahead of me.

Life has not been a smooth ride in these quiet moments I've spent ambiguously browsing artwork or reading up on your lives.

There is a part of me that appreciates that I am still challenged by my own circumstances. That I am not yet lead to the dead end of my own personal evolution and may still find hope amidst the expectation of dismal letdown.

My house is officially up for sale. The paperwork was signed this past weekend and someone has already been scheduled to walk through on the 20th this month. I'll clean and prep and pack and plan until that moment, but my true anticipation will be to see the face of the person who walks through my house. Will tears well up in their eyes like they did mine when they see their perfect home?

I love this place. Through all of the struggles and tears and heartache, so much love has been within these walls in the 3 years I've resided beneath this roof that I couldn't bear to see someone simply "settle" to accept this house as their place to really live. While it's time for me to pack my bags and say goodbye, I will never look back with regret at having spent time here. The truth of the matter is that despite the ripeness of hope, my best years can't take root within these foundations. Without rhyme or reason, the soil became inhospitable and I have to move on. Despite my own circumstances, I know this house deserves the future I should have been able to give it.

This is where I am. I am leaving my sincerest hope in the hands of stronger willed strangers... and leaving everything I've known my entire life. It's time for a fresh start in the most dramatic of fashions... and if I had the words to express how pivotal this really is, I would spill them here. Alas, I am as mute as ever when it comes to expressing the magnitude of my own perceptions.