...slept on the floor last night, bed dismantled, remarkably comfortable. The bed, a necessary convention, a prop to a non-existent social life, the bed, to the locker, I'll keep the floor...
Today, perhaps 2 or three final trips to the locker, then the massive cleaning of the apartment, not so massive, but I've been lethargic all week, postponing, procrastinating, doing as little as possible, and today is the day of reckoning, laundry, cleaning, etc. This freedom takes some getting used to, and the impending move puts a damper on all creative outlets.
The blog, naturally, will suffer until I discover a place to live, give me a week or two and it should resume...