Moving
I’ve always identified with those Fight Club scenes criticizing the mass of useless stuff that we surround ourselves with. And, of course, the great cathartic moment where the apartment, and everything in it, is blown to hell.
Tag: moving
Moving Day
I’ve finally finished yet another last-minute, poorly-planned move. People laugh at me because I’ve only moved five times in my life. I have no idea how the human soul can handle moving more than a dozen times, though. Each move …