cats in loose boxes
their futures neither here nor
there, like ours, elsewhere

Now that the Burn is behind me, the spectre of "Moving" is truly beginning to loom. Everything I look at in this apartment is starting to fall on one side or the other: Box It or Begone.

Most things fall in the latter category. (ha!)

Now I just gotta get through the rest of today's NYTimes so that I can add it to the box-packing pile.