Plans are afoot. Can't say more until more is confirmed (I'm paranoid about jinxing things), but several long-term plans are coming together in a glorious way. I have a fire lit under my... root chakra... and am sprinting forwards (and fearwards) toward a new cliff to leap off of, Sacred-Fool-style.
Here we go.
And khryseos and I aren't the only ones doing this. Oldest Son (herein known as Goth Daddy) has turned over a new leaf and is moving to Kansas City. I trust my KC crewe to keep him in only the best kinds of trouble.