D-Day

According to the count-down timer on my desk, tomorrow at 8AM they will bulldoze my house.

The tree trimmers came in yesterday and cut back a lot of the leaves on the huge sycamore in the backyard. I'm amazed at how light the yard is now. Makes me wonder why I didn't do it sooner.

Last night I was there to meet some deliverymen who picked up our couch for some friends. Sitting in the shell of my house, with all the windows and floors gone, I felt really quite and at peace, like the feeling you get watching a storm come rolling in from the ocean -- the barometer drops, the air turns crisp and there's an unmistakable stillness in the air.

Let's hope this is an easy one.