Blessed Are The Flexible

Today I picked up the very last thing from the old apartment and headed off, going a block too far in the wrong direction for no reason at all, which put me in the right place in time to see a tan dog chasing a monochrome cat across the playground toward the church. I shared a smile over the moment with an older man on a bike who looked for all the world like StepUncle Tom, and it happened way too fast to take a picture, as all the best moments do. I guess I am just saying it has been a very long month, and I am very tired, and as of today I officially live in sin on Capital Hill.