The evening before
Apr. 12th, 2006 05:40 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bktheirregularAnd the majority of packing is complete. Just about my whole life is now in boxes in a moving truck in the driveway.
The living room echoes when one speaks in it, surprising until one realizes that it's not a living room any more, just a wide open empty box with nothing to deflect the sound.
We're all teetering on the edge of exhaustion now, but this is probably the worst of it. The moving-in process should be somewhat less hectic.
Maybe one more post from suburbia tomorrow morning, before I unhook the house from the information superhighway, and carry that connection with me into the city that never sleeps.
Close entry.
The living room echoes when one speaks in it, surprising until one realizes that it's not a living room any more, just a wide open empty box with nothing to deflect the sound.
We're all teetering on the edge of exhaustion now, but this is probably the worst of it. The moving-in process should be somewhat less hectic.
Maybe one more post from suburbia tomorrow morning, before I unhook the house from the information superhighway, and carry that connection with me into the city that never sleeps.
Close entry.
