Inventory

Though I have been cubicle-free since July 11, 2008, I have been busy: packing, dusting, visiting, shipping boxes, dropping items at the goodwill and staples, running and jumping into the pacific ocean, surfing, yoga, ethiopian food, dropping off friends at the airport and other activities that have much to do with saying goodbye to Los Angeles, California. It's beauties, wonders and citizens. I have been sleeping on makeshift or stranger's beds as I nolonger have a home. Thus, I am tired. I am thirsty and hardly want to reach for the Nalgene bottle. (I also went surfing this morning and my muscles are tired).

My plan today after surfing was to reflect on life. Take a moment to breathe and capture my thoughts of current situation and upcoming change. Packing up boxes of clothes and books is necessary for moving across the country, but so is taking an inventory of my brain, thoughts, emotions and sentiments, fears and hopes.

My thoughts:
1) Tanya gave me boots that I can wear in the winter and I am thankful for the v fashionable, warm boots. Yeah. I wont have to buy them.
2) I am no longer making money. I need to start eating more peanut butter.
3) I am moving to Indiana. I keep repeating this phrase, hoping it will help me better understand this pending address change, but alas it does not. Even though Bloomington has been visited, Grad school, my life there, the culture, the surprises i can not expect are as mysterious as the day I was accepted to the writing program.
4) Should I get interim health insurance? The chances of me visiting the doctor, slim.
5) I need glasses.
6) What's my sister up to today?
7) I am hungry again.
8) Thank you God for vision, and gifts everyday. Like breath, friends, provision
9) I am worried about a friend who is no longer a friend really.
10) Scrabulous?

So while, I was hoping for deeper thinking, I can't seem to scrape up against the inside of my heart and get a reading of the feelings. Present focusedness is good sometimes, but I wonder if i ought to prepare more for the move. I dont know how besides buying glasses, making a decision about insurance, packing and sending things. The tangible. I am happy to be driving to Indiana, perhaps that four day road trip, actually seeing the mileage and paying the exorbinant gas prices will help me and my soul transition to the midwest, to grad school, to a new greener (literally there are trees and grass in IN) chapter of my life.