moving

i’m in the process of moving this weekend, so if i’m not around much, that’s why.

so little time, so much shit to figure out.

i am both excited and sad. 20 years is a long time.

complex emotions wear me out. i’ve got a headache as large as you can imagine, and the stomach is all tied up in knots, too.

still…overall? if i can figure out where to put all these damn guitars, I’m pretty much set. bought a futon & frame this afternoon so i don’t eat up the whole bedroom with bed all the time. moved up a couple of small pieces of furniture and sundry items.

biggest issue is a bureau for clothes — the closet’s pretty small, so i’ve got to get one, and then get creative. and ruthless.

off to Storytellers. see you later.