True blue.

Romancing myself:
The more I get to know me,
the more I like me.

Re-thinking my last Saturday night in town.

A big farewell bash.
Awesome celebration or
huge anti-climax?

Bridges built, not burned.

As the door closes,
gently framing my old life,
my heart breaks open.

Leaving but not gone.

Don't worry baby.
I will leave some fairy dust
and mischief behind.

In just two weeks.

My life is contained
in shockingly few boxes
stacked, ready to go.

Big change, big realizations.

Stretch the ties that bind.
Some hold fast but others break -
insubstantial webs.