One week left

I embark upon the last leg of my Humboldt journey. I haven’t been to the beach since I sold my car, and I miss it. The bike ride from my apartment would be doable but utterly exhausting, especially on a windy day like this. I rode two miles to the coffee shop yesterday and that was hard enough. I must still be building up leg muscles. Anyway, this could be a beach day, but so far I’m just sitting on the couch as usual. I have some people coming over to buy furniture from me, and there’s always more cleaning to do. I’m starting to be skeptical about fitting a whole bunch of boxes, a bike, a couple suitcases, and three camp chairs in the moving van. More items can always be shed, though.

I still haven’t touched the back porch with the dusty/nasty BBQ grills and ice chest. I hate spiders.

I’m going to miss the peace and quiet of this place. Of course, too, I can hardly begin to describe how much has happened for me on a personal level since I left Sacramento for Humboldt seven years ago. It holds thousands of happy memories for me, and I’m grateful for that. I’ll try to appreciate it as much as possible over the next week in between bouts of cleaning, working, organizing, worrying … and being sad.

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