This afternoon, I was wandering around my apartment. Admiring my stuff. Re-arranging and straightening. I really love my “stuff”. I collect things. From family and friends, I take it all (and save it all.) Then, I display it all over my home. It’s getting time to start packing things up, and move on. I love the places that all my treasures have found within this apartment, I also know they will love their new home- but it’s still hard. It feels so wrong to place them in a box, or to see them wrapped in a sheet in the back of my car. I took some pictures of my favorite things in their current place. So I’ll always remember. Please take a look at some of what makes me, me – and why.
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