Saturday’s rapidly approaching… I have some friends lined up to help me move stuff, being as I have no vehicle. The preparations for my upcoming weird existence are colossal. Boxing, packing, wrapping, sorting everything.. leaving out just what I’ll need for the next couple months.. and it all has to go on a plane. The Mandolin is a must-have.. as is my computer.
So I’ll fly to Los Angeles and visit family (can’t say I have any friends there) and hopefully will from there, fly to Fort Myers and visit a good friend there a while. After that…. who knows?
But as of September 4th, I’m HOMELESS. I should see it as liberating, having just a PO Box and an email for an address.. no home, no electric bill, no TV… But until I get into the “groove” of not actually having a groove to get IN to..