Got that way of never saying what you really feel: so anchorless.

Trying to get my apartment back to livable conditions after getting slammed with work for all of May and June (And April, March, Feb, etc) and sorting through shoe boxes. It’s amazing what fits in those little buggers. 4x6s from high school parties, open mics, etc. Mini discs (!) from the early 2000s. Mix tapes from ex-boyfriends. All the miniDV tape I shot while I was in undergrad. Some iZone Polaroids from 2004. More 4x6s — this time college friends. Photographs of the rooming house I lived in for a month. Photographs of my sister’s apartment on Booth street — I loved that place – high ceilings, a backyard, a computer room where I could crash when I came to visit.

Anyway. ‘Nuff nostalgicating. Back to organizing.

Title credit: The Weakerthans, Anchorless


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