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I can't pack because every time I put one thing away I will mechanically take it out of box where I just put it and stare at it for minutes, thinking of where it came from, who it reminds me of, where it will go. I don't know how Eddie packed all of his things into a tiny car and moved to Chicago. I really don't. I kept asking him if he was excited, scared, constipated, anything. He was always so neutral. I obviously panicked, "This is our home, and you're leaving it. How can you not be terrified?" All he had to say was that he knew it was going to be ok.
June 19 2011, 17:44:58 UTC 11 months ago
Get it?
I used to be an abominable grinch. That was also a robot...
June 19 2011, 19:17:39 UTC 11 months ago