I'm on my way to Sacramento this coming weekend to go on my interviews and look for apartments. I don't know what my life will bring me in the next few weeks. But I'm going to meet it head on. I think I've been stressing about the preparations and stuff to moving, but not the actual idea of it. Because first and foremost I will be with my lovely Alyson. I do think that once I settle in, I will be more at peace simply because moving things, changing addresses, and all the hubbub associated with moving will have been taken care of. I'm hoping that I get a pretty steady job and something that is manageable because this is Alyson's big year as a Senior and I want to support her through all of her trials and tribulations as well as her extra curricular events. She has a spring musical coming at, "Singing in the Rain," which I'm dying to see and she is now taking film which makes me want to do my movie trailer voice all over again.

So lately I've been shedding tears of joy. I've never done this. Ever. How do you experience something so joyous that it brings the same physical and chemical reaction as something that sadness would bring? My feelings are so intense for her; I love her so much; and while "so much" doesn't come close to how much I'd want to express; Everytime I think about how much I actually care and love Alyson, I'm brought to tears. Smiling, and crying because I have never felt this way before and I'm just so happy that it's real.