Since I left Portland I have been dreaming of love. I even had very specific love requirements, they were all written down in my journal, which made them very official. I wanted this love to have hardwood floors, big South facing windows, arched doorways, a garden, and room for a kitty. What I didn't know when I was creating this very thorough list was that I was describing my childhood friend's house.
So after leaving my job and traveling for a while, I ended up visiting this house to tell my girlfriend, Ericka, all about my trips. Coincidentally, two of her roommates had just moved out. Which was perfect since I needed a room and an office.
The rest goes down in history as perfect timing. I guess this is what everyone meant when they told me to be patient life would work it all out. As usual my friends and family were right.