letting go of the things i've always clung to...

a word of advice to you all: always... always... ALWAYS...

wear pants to yoga. it'll be better that way.

ANYWAY...
i leave for denmark (well, germany first) in two weeks exactly. i just can't believe it's almost here!! i am 95% packed up, which is good as i am traveling back and forth from indina to cincinnati over the next two weeks, what with amber's wedding and working and all.

the indiana storms deposited a foot of water in the basement of my family's house. this happens to be where my bedroom is, as well as the famous family room where many a party had been held. goodbye, berber carpet. goodbye, chutes and ladders. goodbye, mattress and paperback books.

after my harddrive on my laptop crashed earlier this year, it really made me realize how volatile and fleeting physical "stuff" is. i mean, yeah it sucks that i lost everything on my laptop, but i managed to remember to upload the really ridiculously important stuff onto my new desktop during the winter. and, you know, if that stuff got lost too... i would manage somehow.

and now, learning that a lot of my stuff from home is gone - i keep saying "stuff" because really... that's all it is - i feel a little lighter. i started packing up clothes and things back here in cincinnati a couple weeks ago, and managed to get rid of a lot of clothes that either didn't fit or i never wore, and gave it to my room mate who was having a garage sale. it was pretty freakin' fabulous.

it's a sort of cleansing process - getting rid of extra baggage that is just weighing me down. i'm only bringing a carryon and a travel bag to europe. it will be just fine, i know it.

it reminds me of the scene from Labryinth - where the whiny heroine is in a mirage where a little old hag keeps giving her toys and keepsakes from her room at home. the hag says "here, don't forget this one! you LOVE this one!" and the girls arms become more and more full as she struggles to hang on to her physical representations of childhood... eventually she realizes that it all is impeding her REAL goal: getting out and rescuing her baby brother from the embarrasingly spandexed Goblin King.

i mean, it's a pretty good metaphor. ponder on it for yourself.

i will try and update at least one more time before i leave. i'll be in cincy today and tomorrow, then mon-wed of next week. i'll be in franklin this thursday, then wednesday-friday of next week. get at me. you know you want to!

fin.