Next Saturday, I’m moving to my own apartment. I’m excited about the new place and the new challenges that such a move offers. But I am also a bit sad for this week. It will be a week of doing things that I’ll do again, but not here. I’ve lived here for three years and have enjoyed a great deal of it. I look forward to the move and know that it will be good for me in many ways, not to mention it being good for a couple of friendships. But it still means saying good bye to an era of my life and watching it shift to a new way of being.

On the other hand, next week will be a week of firsts and excitement. So there should be some symmetry, at least.