Moves.

Trying to relocate myself. Conventional wisdom says that it should be easy to go from where I am to where I want to be.

But I'm not sure God got the memo about how I don't need to be tested at this point in my life. I had the perfect place all picked out and it was well within my means and I found out today that I didn't get it.

I'd already moved my heart in there.

Oh God, you so crazy.

I'm not very good at disappointment. It's for pussies.