moving is hard :(

Ok, so my move is underway...no going back now. I have prospective new tenants checking out the place tomorrow, most of my stuff has been given away or packed, I've warned my friends I'm coming back to town- all of that has been piece of cake. One thing I'm heartbroken about...leaving my best friend Steve.

Anyone who knows me, knows who this guy is. He is amazing and special, all that stuff friends are. But S goes a step past, he's...like...one of the greatest friends I've ever had. I consider him more a part of my family than, uh, my "real" family.

That all said, he is the only thing I'm sad about leaving. Who knew it'd be this hard to move??? I'm excited about new prospects but heartbroken at leaving my friend here.

I will just have to medicate myself with lots of random meaningless rebound friends down in SD to forget about my buddy Stever.

poof- you're cured!!!

If I had a magic wand, I would want the power to tap someone on the head and make their pain go away. Poof- you are happy. Enjoy!

This is partially a selfish thought. I am extremely empathetic. Extremely. In my efforts to relieve the other person's pain, I relieve my own as well. Making others feel good makes me feel good. It's all intertwined.

Above that, I really want people to be happy. No, I'm not a save the whale/world peace/crunchy hippy. I just feel it is part of my purpose on earth to help others find their path to happiness.

Problem is, for various reasons, I keep getting knocked off MY path to help others. That's why I am working on inventing the magic wand!