After all these years waiting, we're moving. To a different, bigger and nicer place, downtown. But now that the time has come, I'm uncertain of how I feel about this. Sure, it will be nice to change the scenery, and we all really needed the extra space, but maybe I'm a change-averse person.

Still, I'm really looking forward to this whole moving out thing. It will be nice. Gabi might hate the neighbourhood, but I talked to her, and she agreed with me that maybe one can have awful, sad memories of a place (I have awful and sad memories of that same place too) but one can change things, by living new experiences, by moving on. I promised her I'd build new, happy memories for her on that neighbourhood she hates, so she'll stop hating it and feel better about the whole moving idea.