Yesterday I moved from one apartment in Boston to another - a disgusting activity, given the temperature outdoors.
During the process, my moving-helpers and I decided to pull the empty drawers out of my dresser before carrying it down the stairs to the street.
This is when we found a handful of yellowed sheets of paper, wedged up in the interior crevices of my dresser.
03 April 2011 Sonoma, CA I have no internet, nor even a chair for that matter. My furniture is coming next week. I have only what went to Italy with me, plus a few things I’ve needed since landing. There is dust everywhere from renovation, yet inches below are a fantastic kitchen and an entire house with tiled floors and a garden. My new home in Sonoma. But right now I can only see brooms, my trashed socks, white pawprints on everything, and the air mattress where Lincoln the Dachshund and I sleep folded like a taco under a 1970s sleeping bag. The past two weeks Lincoln and I have been sleeping in the loft portion of an R.V.