Cusps

Spring sprang sprung. The clock is ticking. I've been diligently noting dates for a few weeks, counting down, and now we're a few days away from moving. D-3 to be exact. The gears are shifting...from a kind of reluctance and inertia (I dread packing), to activated let's-get-things-done. Things need to be put into boxes, thoughts and emotions and loose ends tidied up. J drops me off at the cafe…