We pack these boxes full of stuff for perhaps use on a later day. We fill the lockers with unnecessary items in order to hold onto some tangible evidence of our existence.
I am on the tail end of this current adventure – this temporary place I moved for a job and to heal some wounds four years ago. This is the only town in my adult life I didn’t purposely choose to move to. I happened here, and at the time it was needed. Now, I am back on a forward path to my next chosen home.
I just don’t know where that is yet.