The process of packing up one’s life in order to move it, to change it, to transform it into something completely different is a process of opening drawers, clearing out closets and neglected corners, reaching for lost treasures underneath the bed. There are so many things in this house, in this life that I’ve built, that are hidden, out of view, out of the light, collecting dust and existing only as something forgotten.
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