That line has really stuck with me over the last week. When I left Arizona, I was done with her. Done with her dirt. Done with her dry heat. Done with her memories. I wanted a fresh start. I wanted trees and grass over cactus and rock. I wanted the ocean to wash away my [...]
Category: Moving
Moving… all forms
Recently, I moved into a new apartment. Moving. It's an interesting thing. You pack up all your important things, and throw away the stuff you don't need anymore. You take care to pack up the important bits in life. You wrap the special things in bubble wrap and carefully layer the pieces. Then the crap [...]
