put me on a ship that is sinking.
my days, they ebb and flow. some days, the tide comes in up over my head. it swallows me whole. other days i am basking in the sun’s rays.
the move is keeping me busy. i have bought the couch, the coffee tables, and the mattress. next up is the bedroom set. that should happen this weekend. packing has to start happening. i move two weeks from saturday. the movers are booked. the addresses changed. new house, new furniture, new life.
i want to go on vacation alone. i want to wander the streets of san franciso. i may just do it this spring. the thought of a week alone in a foreign city both scares and excites me. i like to think it will be liberating. i will be left alone with my own thoughts. hopefully i’ll be able to clear my head. sometimes a change of scenery is all one needs. maybe the new house will bring that much needed calm to my life. time will only tell.