I’m really ready to stop talking and thinking about moving and moving-related tasks for what feels like all the time. It’s making me find myself tedious, so I can only imagine how it’s making those around me feel.
One day I’ll be interesting again! he cried into the void. Then sat back to wait for the void to respond.
I know! the void wailed emptily. I believe in you!
Anyhow. Night before the move and I got nothing. More tomorrow.