Movin on Up Tetralogy

In the last fifteen years I've moved around 10 times, it's almost once per year if I come to think about it. The funniest part is that I always think, because I'm fleeting, I have no chance of accumulating stuff, therefore moving will always be easy.

There is no such thing as easy. To be completely honest, books are always there. Materials from my art projects second. And finally, papers. Ugh. I hate papers and receipts. These should self-destruct after 2 years. Poof!

I would like to think this apartment is a one year deal. I have one year to think and plan ahead for a bit. Just for a bit. It's like getting into a canoe and paddling it for the deluded reassurance we can be in charge of something that happens in our flowing paths.