04-03-2006, 04:17 PM
Never thought I'd move back to LI, having couldn't wait to escape it when I was a college grad..but alas, at the end of May, I move to Freeport, Long Island. Having accumulated junk while living on my own and with my brother, I will have to go thru and basically throw-out a ton of stuff. My possessions may be reduced to Books, Computer, 3 rubbermaid bins of old papers, sketchbooks and art, and clothes.
Upon this planned move, I find myself beset with intense pressure and panic over getting everything done in-time. Plus, it will be the big move-in with my girlfriend, which makes even more so fraught with pressure than simply moving to a new place. It is an assimilation to the collective of adulthood, and the casting away of junk, crap, and whatnot.
Upon this planned move, I find myself beset with intense pressure and panic over getting everything done in-time. Plus, it will be the big move-in with my girlfriend, which makes even more so fraught with pressure than simply moving to a new place. It is an assimilation to the collective of adulthood, and the casting away of junk, crap, and whatnot.