On my own I managed to shove, jostle, slide, and cajole all my boxes from my 3rd floor apartment down to the ground floor, where the neighbor allowed me to use her beauty studio to store things for the movers to pick up the next day. Though exhausted I was proud that I managed to … Continue reading
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Wandering Nomad
With all the stuff taken off the walls, my room is echoing unnaturally. There are boxes and boxes and so many boxes in the living room. The fridge is empty and the cupboard is bare. In every move there is a point where the house no longer feels like your place even though you’re still … Continue reading