I'm blogging by the light of the laptop, because there are no more lamps in my house. In fact, there are no more tables. There are no dishes. There is no bed. But there is the comforting glow of the laptop. And of course, the wireless router. I have not disconnected it. It is important, so will stay as long as possible.
All my worldly possessions are out of the house, save a few non-sense things that didn't make it out to the yard sale this morning (for some reason). Not all of them, I guess. The air mattress I bought from Amazon a month ago, and just retrieved by flashlight from the moving truck from the unopened box it was delivered in... I write to you from atop that mattress now.
The truck sits in front of my house, as it has for five days, but now, filled with things... things from all eras of my life and of lives that have been a part of mine. Things. They are so heavy. They take up so much space. One of those boxes has a stack of 300 photos of things I got rid of at my grandma's house. I contemplate converting my own things to such stacks.
The Things I use the most, refer to the most, "need" the most, are in my trailer. The cats are in the trailer. My most-used-cameras. My back-up hard-drives. My typewriter. My favorite jewelry and my make-up and my Cherry Coke Zero. But I ultimately realized my most important things are Information. Photos. Lesson plans. Email addresses. Gallery contracts. Software and document files. Photos. If I write about the Things that exist in the real world, it might be enough to mean they no longer need to exist in the real world. I contemplate destroying them. I fantasize about the horror of the truck catching fire. Oh, the humanity... but a clean slate...
Sunday, June 3, 2012
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