Art is life, life is life, but to lead life artistically is the art of life.

It feels as if fall is already here in Missoula. I slept with the windows open last night, something I have been doing since my return from NZ in May, and I awoke shivering and cold clinging for more blanket. It'd nice that the heat has subsided for a second, but every time I realize the summer is over I get a sort of sinking feeling in my stomach. With the fall comes a few changes in my life. I've motivated myself over the last month and have chose to leave Missoula this coming October. I was searching the U.S. frantically for a new destination/home and by chance the name, "burlington" was dropped to me in conversation. For some reason or another "burlington" stuck in my mind and now I am getting up each and every morning to search the on-line "renter wanted" posts on various Vermont websites. I don't see any reason not to give Vermont a chance, worst case scenario = I boogie to the next. I haven't really spent too much time on East coast and Burlington is quite close to a lot of intriguing destinations. Boston is 3 or so hours away, while new york is five or thereabouts. I've got family in Jersey, so hopefully I'll be able to make it there for a visit. Well, over the month of September I hope to get everything sorted out in a magnificent fashion.


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