- How we even chose our old house anyway--I never wrote about that because a part of me always assumed I would just live there.
- How I procrastinated on moving for two years.
- How I decided in less than five seconds that this would be the summer it would happen.
- How it happened.
- My resulting state of panic and disbelief that it happened.
|I have no idea why I took this crummy photo, but it's one of my most treasured things right now. A week ago this would have reduced me to tears. Now I'm relieved to feel pretty numb.|
I have so much to say, but I don't know where to begin. I know I want to write it all down. I want to remember it all and forget it all--complete amnesia--at the same time. I can't tell if I'll feel more or less tortured by combing through it bit by bit one last time.
I need to just sit down, go through my pictures, and get it all recorded, because my memory is pretty good but stuff fades anyway just like everyone else.