Not sure if I thought this through properly. I thought I didn’t have that much, as I live something of a minimalist kind of life, but it seems to me that it’s far from minimalist. It’s as if these boxes keep on conjuring things in them and I’ll never see the bottom of the damned things. I might just be exhausted. That could be it, yeah. Now.. I feel like I’m talking to myself? If someone, anyone, could kindly point me towards the nearest coffee shop, I’d greatly appreciate it. I’ll buy you a cup for your troubles.
@brasswoodhq
it always seems like packing won’t be so bad, until you actually have to do it. you don’t realize how much stuff you have until you have to try to fit it all into boxes, then it’s like...where did all of this come from? you could probably use a break, after being in the packing then unpacking zone, you just need to get out for a little while. i don’t know my way around yet,but that’s what google maps is for, it can take us anywhere! coffee does always make me feel a little more productive though, so hopefully it’ll do the same for you. and if it doesn’t...at least you got out of the house for a little bit! win win situation.


















