I’m in the middle of moving into a bigger apartment, having spent the past couple of days cleaning up a storm, moving my things and getting settled. Yes, it’s only a move downstairs, but it seems to be a sign of bigger things. It was rather an impulse decision, albeit one of convenience and deal-taking. My dogs will have less stairs to climb, I’ll have more room to walk around and I’ll have room for a little office space, rather than simply a corner in the living room. This move feels like a new beginning- of course, changing your surroundings in such a big way as moving into a new home is a new beginning. This change, however, feels significant, although I don’t know why just yet. There’s a feeling of positivity. It’s exciting.