It seems I was in Tampa for a reason and a season, but not a lifetime…
It didn’t matter that those clothes no longer fit my lifestyle, body, or personality. I got comfortable with them being there, just in case.
A funny thing happened on the way to work.I had fond memories of Georgia, and found myself looking forward (finally) to the move.
I don’t know if you know this, but moving simply isn’t that much fun. There’s stuff to do. Boxes to tape and label. Items to donate. I can’t say it brings me great joy.