Monday, July 22, 2013
I'm moving again for the third time in two years. Am I freaked out? Not really. Though I can feel the familiar habit of over-planning and stressing start to rise up, it doesn't have the strength that it once did. I've wanted to travel and see new places since I was very young but was kept in one place by a variety of responsibilities and situations. Now I'm free! When I make wishes or ask for blessings, travel is always requested. I have two folding bookcases--one sits on top of the other. My rule is that I can only have as much stuff as can fit on these bookcases. (Not counting the things needed for daily living like clothes and dishes.) Most everything I own, folds--the futon, the table. I'm ready to travel!