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We Fit Our Lives Into A 10×10 Box

Well, today was moving day. And everything went flawlessly. My dad and I had nowhere to put our stuff for the month, so we moved the entire apartment into a storage unit that was, you guessed it, 10 feet by 10 feet. I’m camping out at my mother’s house until Tuesday, then it’s time to go.

It finally feels like the loop is breaking.

Every morning for the past two months, I have woken up to the same view out of my bedroom window. The same grey parking lot and the same noises of parents dragging their whiny children down the stairs and off to school. Eventually, the mornings just blend together into this messy soup of memory that I can only vaguely piece together. It’s the same feeling as when a record skips, and just plays the same two seconds of the song looped. The singer’s voice says the same word over and over again. But after a while, it doesn’t even sound like a human voice anymore, just this looped sound. The music looses it’s purpose. And the same goes for the past two months. The days merged, they flew by, and after a while, they didn’t seem like days anymore. Just these vague purposeless moments. And I am happy beyond belief that I might have some chance to give my days purpose again.

I’m only going to say this once.

Peace, Nanaimo. It’s been fun.

Anyways, I’ve been putting off posting this for a while, and I want to get it up, and stop reminding myself to post it. I frequent the Longboarding SubReddit, where I do all my Longboarding things online, and somebody posted this video. After careful deliberation, I have decided that this is probably my favourite YouTube video of all time. You can apply it to whatever you want. The words will still mean the same thing.

Sorry for the rambling, indirect post. I’m a mess right now and trying to keep up with my life. But I will post whenever I can in the next three days. I won’t forget.

The amount of people who have followed this blog doubled after my last post, so thank you for taking my advice. I’m a terrible self-promoter and a brutally self-conscious blogger, so having people read what I post means a lot to me. If you enjoy what I do, please encourage someone you know who might like this kind of thing to check my blog out. And that’s all I have to say about that.

I dismantled an apartment today and it’s already the 29th. I’m going to bed.

-A