i vowed to myself that tomorrow i will clean out both the closets. thankfully there are only two. i think i’d rather have my wisdom teeth pulled again than clean out the closets — there are memories lurking in those closets. i know it and i’m a little afraid of what will be stirred up.

in other news all the books that were on the shelves have been packed. this is a minor accomplishment. of course there are still the books in the kitchen and the closets and in the bed, but there can’t be more than a dozen or so to pack up. oh, and i packed up the two book cases filled with ‘office supplies’ which really means old short stories, filled-journals and unused notebooks. i think i might just get out of this hellhole.