October 17, 2012

• moving time...

  ...you don't have to go home, but you can't stay here...

  The countdown is on.  Seven more hours until I cross the threshold of this new apartment with a combination of my household items and things my friend Tara left behind.  I really hate moving and not because I hate exerting effort in carrying things upstairs in a general way, what I really hate is the finality of change.  Sure, I didn't really like the past month in my friend's place-- it was sparse and too out of the way to be at all convenient, but knowing there is another place in town where memories were formed that I can no longer go back to, well it's too much.  That's life and I have to get used to it, right?  

  I guess I also have to get used to drop ceilings and carpet.  groan.  Just until August.  The prospect of decorating my own space is really tantalizing though. 

  So, tonight I will sleep there and tomorrow begins the first day of my new commute (and the rest of me life).

  Here goes nothing.

  ...3 days until Turkey.  GET ME OUT OF HERE

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