Tri-via

I’m at that stage in moving where I’m down to both the absolute basic necessities and the most frivolous nubbins of each room in my house. In my kitchen, the coffee maker and my pinch bowls. In my bedroom, my bed and the knick-knacks on my dresser. It’s demoralizing, because even though I’ve done all the work of moving, but I’m constantly surrounded by the dumbest parts of my life — the things that I have to move, but can’t.