I had forgotten the whole drama of moving . . .
aside from the incredible amount of time and
work involved, there is that whole re-finding
your lost self in the hidden debris of your life.
Memories keep surfacing as items are found
and recovered, sometimes pleasant and others
not. The courage to return to the scene of the
crime, day after day, is quite unnerving.
a journey unknown
so did not know i was lost
refinding myself
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