Dreams and Realities

As you all know, I’ve done some pre-auction shopping ala Yves Saint Laurent to furnish the new pad. I’ve chosen some key pieces to center the rooms around. And yet, after a weekend of moving (and not even posting), what do I have?


Boxes. Lots of unattractive, non-Warhol-esque boxes. To add injury to visual insult, they are full of things I probably should have thrown out. Instead, I lugged them to yet another place, where they will continue to uselessly fill boxes and drawers. The detritus of life becomes so emotionally significant that it’s difficult to throw it away.

Unpacking it all is a mess in progress, but that’s another story.

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