One week in the new house. People all around. I am not use to having neighbors and noises so close. It is kind of nice. I went back to the town I moved away from and felt a pull to drive to my old address. It brought tears to my eyes and memories of days past. I miss my old life and I am looking forward to my new life. I have one foot in my old life and one in the new. All the kids will be gone soon and I am looking forward to some quiet time to create and think.