The journey to New York is going tricky.
But we'll cross that bridge when we arrive. Or else we'll truck underneath it, swim whatever currents, and drag that damn basket behind us.
In the meantime, I am officially packed. My dresser is empty, my closest is bare, save except for a few random sweaters. My shoes are packed. My desk is cleared off. The phone's being connected over at the house on Friday.
Oh yeah, and I bought new curtains. :D
Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else.