a timely departure

This blog hasn't gotten much action in quite awhile. Like much of my life I tend to dabble in everything in small increments. Much like the games I tend to buy and not finish, this has been left unattended. This "migration" came about the same time my boyfriend and I moved out of San Jose and back into San Francisco. Now to an apartment much higher, much more accessible, much more bright. Where we once faced West and watched the sun set, now we face East to watch the sun rise. I've always enjoyed change and the newness to all that comes with shifting environments. These experiences are what makes life so interesting. But I wonder when I'll stop, when will I get tired, and even when I do, will I not change? Do I resist when it comes? And once I stop, will these little things still be left untouched? Do they change with me?