I know what you're thinking.."Transition"? You were expecting some sort of summery/fallish mood board filled with light sweaters and ankle boots. No, not today. My life is literally in transition and it is just coincidence that the seasons are following along. Moving last weekend was harder than I imagined. Negative thoughts about commute time, puppy time, overdose of family time--whatever--consumed my mind. I could not stop thinking of how wonderful my last apartment had been and all of the positives that went along with it. This is going to sounds really corny, but as I was driving to meet friends Saturday night (22 minute drive instead of 9 minutes; I digress), one of my favorite songs came on the radio and it really helped put things into perspective. One of the lyrics goes "I know the sun must set to rise"; how true is that? This transition may be not what I envisioned, however, it has to happen in order for the "sun to rise" and that makes it all worth it.
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