Parade.

Change is a scary thing.

I've summoned my inner Rory Gilmore and started a pro's and con's list about some ideas for 2010. At this point, it seems to be a battle between materialistic things and possible experiences.

Some of these studio apartments look suffocating.

I think about a life of walking and public transportation and wonder if I've even capable of it.

The things I have planned seem to be for a completely different person. Which reflects how discontent I am with my living situation, which brings us right back to how scary change can be.