Transition Nearly a month has gone by since the transition was made from one virtual meeting place to the one we decided to call Minuo, and I am now finally beginning to settle in. This move has been an adjustment for everyone, easier for some, more difficult for others. I feel as though I am somewhere in the middle of that, and though the initial apprehension has passed, I believe that it will still take some time before I will truly be comfortable in our new home. Home. More change. Lestat, David and I have purchased a new townhouse. It has the flair of the one before it, though much larger to accommodate the five of us. This, too, will take some getting used to, and of course we are holding onto the first one for convenience sake and sentiment. Dennis, with no surprise to me, opted to maintain his loft. There is something to be said about having that privacy, and should any of us have the need for it, we can find the comfort of solitude at our previous dwelling. How odd it is, at times, to hear one of them typing away in another room, posting their responses to the mortals or even to me, when all I must do to speak to them is rise from the chair and walk the few steps that it would take to reach them. But this technology captivates us as it does those mortals who write to us, and somehow there is a measure of excitement to communicate this way, through this medium, than to take those steps to do the same. I am in constant awe, absorbing as much as I possibly can each night, but there is still so much to learn. I remember my hesitation early on and how Lestat tried to persuade me to share in this newfound joy of his, after being wary himself at first, and how many months it took before I agreed to create a site, because not doing so would only mean that I'd never hear the end of it. I felt the frustration when nothing would go as planned, and then the elation when it came together at last. And now I am eager to learn, to discover even more. More than I will readily admit to him. Though by doing so here, he will know. Ah, well, he can have that victory. I never could deny him anything. Louis
