“I’m not sure why it always goes downhill
Why broken cisterns never could stay filled
I’ve spent ten years singing gravity away
But the water keeps on falling from the sky…”
The world is small, but I won’t want to paint it. And I don’t have a lot of stuff till I try to move it all. But move it all I must, I’m not sure it would be all that great or nice for/to my landlord to just move half of my stuff and leave the other half there. So move it all I must. All of today, it’s been “I’m almost done, there is nothing left to move” then I just walk around the corner and the kitchen, full of my food and kitchen stuff.
The good news is that I’m leaving quite a bit of my stuff packed and left in storage.
Packing also lets you find all sorts of stuff that you’ve completely forgot about, or at least forgot you put it away there. Like my prints from last year. I am so glad to find them, and while I’m not going to put them up in this house, I do want to never ever lose them or have them get damaged. Some of them are really good, and some not so much, but I love them all.
So, more of this random, ADD post about moving (and possessions), my new room is larger than my old one. I think there’s even room for a love seat or something. I might get one, or I might remember that I’m moving in 4 months and find a home for my snowboards. And my fish tanks.
I still need to figure out what to do with my big fish tank. Right now it’s all set up and running with fish in it, but I still haven’t asked if I could move it over here. And what if they say no? Then what? I only have tomorrow to figure this out… It’s weighting a little heavy on me. And when that’s added to the moving unsettledness and my missing of Lindsey, it makes for a sad, stressed mess of me.
But it’s all good. School starts on Monday. I hope it’s as amazing as I’d like it to be.