A little much, but I knew it would be.

I'm gonna get a bit sappy on you guys here.

Okay, more than a bit. You've been warned.

Admittedly, tonight, was a little overwhelming; stepping into the empty condo for the first time in nearly a year and a half. A lot of stuff happened in that place, but the first one the hits me is the most obvious - it was the place WE bought.

It was a lot easier the couple times I went in for short maintenance visits and someone else's stuff kept the hardwod floors from echoing. The naked place was different. It was my home again, and all that went on there - in the before times and the after times.

The red wall around the fireplace; you either love it or hate it. I love it. The huge balcony in the back, where if you hang a hammock becomes the best place in the entirety of the world to relax with a book. The heavy conversations that have transpired at the top of the stairs should have brought them crashing down long ago. Why does that spot inspire the deep and sometimes hard topics? And of course, stepping into the bedroom was the most powerful of it all.

But if there's 3 important things around tonight to smooth things over it was these: a long and humorous conversation with an old friend. The invisible hand of a newer one. And too a lesser degree - a Terry Pratchett induced nap before the ride back to San Clemente.

Still, it was pretty exciting to be back in the condo. The landing at the top of the stairs has many a topic ahead of it yet. Stop by, you'll see.


PS - no comments on this one please. Not public ones anyways.