The liberation of our latest apartment wasn’t easy. We had moved in so quickly and with such relief that items fit themselves someplace and we just assumed it was fate. Only a year and a half later did the shape actually begin to emerge from the stone.

We bought the couch and then suddenly my mind was aflutter with the possibilites of rearranging. A live-action Tetris game. The computer was to move into the guest room, our bed should shift walls, and all of the old boxes would have to give way.

Now I sit in our semi-office but mostly still guest room able to type or read at my leisure while he sleeps behind the french doors. Sheltered from my light. The possibilities rarely seemed so various and enticing.

This could extend into some sort of extended metaphor for figuring each other out after 6 years of love. Still nothing is perfect but many things make more sense. This serenity is what I’ve waited for.

And even with this latest comfort comes the inevitability of change–our lease could end and we might move. Or we may renew and buy something else. Who knows? It is the uncertainty that makes it fun, and the stability that makes it all worthwhile.

Oh, and did I mention that my sister is pregnant and my little brother likes to spend his evenings drawing 40 penises on the windows of cars? No? Well, I’m sure it will come out eventually.

Good night.