Physically, but not emotionally

I spoke too soon the other day when I said that the fog is held at bay by the mountains — this morning I awoke to find myself living in a strange gray world. It’s science fiction fog, the kind that makes you  [more...]

So, the movers finally arrived on Sunday; they took more than 3 hours to pack a small 12′ truck with my possessions. Meanwhile, I’d rented a 15′ truck to take stuff out to my aunt in Front Royal (about  [more...]

Today’s the day, probably: the last day in my house. Part of me wants to stay here until the last possible moment, while the other part of me thinks that moving out right now will help me divorce from the  [more...]