August 30th, 2004



I moved today. I spent two years and ten days in apartment 286. My tenure is over. In twelve days I will leave for country for roughly 10 months. So much is changing. It's beautiful.

My days are few and full of many many things. I feel like a worn-down rocking chair right now. Perhaps I'm destined to sit on the back porch until my days are done, being used now and then by a rowdy grand-kid. I hope so.