...that I know I will miss someday in the not-that-distant future.
The lights on the porch are shining into my bedroom, casting their soft friendliness onto my bed and inviting me to bask here. I can hear laughter and quiet chatter from people that I love. People in the delicious community which I have helped to build and the circle of people who are rooted in a love for one another- true fiends.
I hate getting sentimental before I have to.
But my heart feels like fall. It's beautiful now, but I can feel winter coming on. The future is unwritten, and I know that the decisions forthcoming will challenge my current conditions in unprecedented ways.