Well, the big move is coming up. At the end of the school year, my family moves across the water, to begin the next chapter of our life. I have already given my notice at my job of the last eleven years.
I feel adrift. Floating.
I spent today going through a bunch of my stuff, discarding some of what is no longer useful, stuff that I really don't want to take with me. I didn't trim nearly enough, but then again, I am a packrat. :/
One of the things that I dug up was my collection of letters from my pen pal. Looking back over them really brought a lot of memories, as I flipped through them and was reminded of the passage of time and events. Sure, I have her on FB and G+, but there is nevertheless a strong sense of comfort in a paper letter, whether typed or handwritten. It occurs to me that those letters are some of my most prized possessions.
And now this. This is a big change. I haven't done something this big (aside from getting married or becoming a father) since I was nineteen years old, when I first moved to this city. That was almost twenty years ago....
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