Change.

Oh the great mysteries of a new city. Turning unknown corners and analyzing new menus for traces of vegan food is exciting. Wondering where things are and when I will rediscover the feeling of "home". Perhpas, I have already found it. I look up to my blazing red house from the street and long for the newness of its history and lore. This house is a century old. With creeking wood floors and magnificant characteristics. I am already creating history of my own.

I am glad I am here.

Although, I will miss the Dirty South and some of its residents.