smells like when we first moved in: a little musty, like paint, a little damp. everything is echoing. it’s been raining on and off all day and the tree outside the window has tiny red buds of leaves just starting to unfurl on the branches. i’ve been listening to music really loud, and that’s been grand, and the cable tv was just turned off. it’s been lovely having a last afternoon alone here. i made a last trip to the grocery store and stocked up on donuts for tomorrow’s breakfast. we’re trying to entice people to help us move with coffee and donuts, and later, pizza and beer. i’ve caught myself more than once thinking that i’m leaving this city entirely, but i’m not. we’re moving only five miles away! it feels like such a big change, though. today’s the ides of march. the sun just came out again. the weather has literally been rolling by in waves. it matches my mood. cat stevens helps, too.