An afternoon with my good friend Matt and his good friend Gatsby. I think when I'm looking for wedding clients, I should show folks these two-- after all, this is the picture of love, isn't it?
After six years of living in Cambridge, I've declared it time to hang my hat elsewhere. Six years of the redline, six years of being sandwiched between MIT and Harvard, six years of good food, six years of amazing shows and exhibits, six years of never knowing what exactly one might see out their front door. This has proven to be both an extremely difficult and rather easy process. And, although I've been carrying the mortgage papers around in my backpack for a few days now without taking any actual action, I'm ready to pull the trigger.
In about a month I'll begin the physical process of packing up and moving. For now, I'm in the process of emotionally packing up and saying goodbye.