so...
the big move is a week away. i'm equal parts excited and petrified. interesting emotional amalgamation to be sure. i weathered the dreaded anniversaries without incident. well, without incident that anyone else was aware of. it doesn't count unless you drag some one else into your nightmare, right? that's better than dealing with the constant 'are you ok?' and all that emotional bullshit. people don't understand and i really don't expect them to. after all, it's something i should have been over years ago isn't it?
other than that, the last few weeks have been a crusade to track down all my 'stuff.' it's amazing how spread out your 'stuff' gets when you live in one relatively small geographic area for so long but move as much as i do. i haven't found a new place to keep the aforementioned 'stuff' as of yet, but i don't think it will be too difficult in a city of four million or so people. that brings to mind a hilarious george carlin bit.
RIP to george by the way. i was saddened by the news of his passing though, to be honest, he'd had one foot in the grave for a long time. when we saw him in february 2004 he was merely a shadow of the carlin from the '70s. so in a way it's something i've seen coming for a while and i'm glad he is resting peacefully now.
so, i am winding down the last few days of work here in abq. next saturday will be the last. sunday i'll get the van fully loaded and start heading west. i don't plan on hurrying. actually i intend to stop a thousand times along the way and get into phx on tuesday or wednesday. after that i have until the 21st when i start my new job. a mini vacation of sorts. not that it's going to be relaxing or mellow in the least, but at least i won't have work to deal with on top of the whole 'getting acclimated to life in the city' thing.
that's about it. nothing exceptional happening here. hope you're all well.

ajm
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i'll have to figure out some time to put aside so we can just hang when you get here.
things have gotten unusually busy
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and most importantly,
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no.
you aren't necessarily supposed to be over it already.
i'm not over a lot of things that i feel i should be over just because i'm a guilty person.
things that i tell myself, "oh someone has it worse." when really if someone else can find comfort in complaining/feeling bad about someone accidentally stepping on their foot in passing, why can't i feel comfort in feeling bad about my problems that aren't quite that small?
i guess that's why i don't talk about things a lot. i don't want someone to say "quit yer bitchin'" or something.
so no. there are reasons why you shouldn't or couldn't be over it by now and that isn't bad.
*shrugs*
i don't know what else to tell you about that at this moment in time.
i wish you the best of luck with the move, you know that.
and i send you all my love, my dear friend, allen.
don't be a stranger.
[any more than you literally could be considered in this situation].
be well.
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