The Last Month

I know I've been acting like the world is ending or that I have a terminal disease and that neither is true. I realize that even though I have to leave New York in a month, and leave it for a undetermined and probably pretty long length of time, that I can always come back at some point. However, none of these things is really related to what's getting to me the most.

My whole life I thought I would leave the east coast when I was ready to close the chapter on it. Ten year of living out here later, I realize that I am between a rock and a hard place. On the one hand, my family and a good chunk of my closest friends all live in California. On the other hand, the formidable years of my adulthood development has happened on the east coast and I've just realized that I'm never really gonna close anything on it. It is who I am. How do you close a chapter on that?

Here is an adorable photo of Marvel to take my mind off it all. She had a little surgery but she's okay now!