Tomorrow, tomorrow…
I am feeling much better today.

The sun is shining brightly outside my window. I see blue skies and white fluffy clouds. I am smell the remnants of the early morning rain and I can feel the warm of the rays of light on my skin as I walk through the campus. A nice gentle breeze ruffles the leaves of the evergreens and the temperature is perfect, hovering right around 60 degrees. It’s hard to believe that it was miserable less than 24 hours ago.

I did a lot of thinking last night. Mostly about the move. I don’t think that I’m going to move. Financially, it’s a wonderful deal. Though emotionally, I don’t know if I want to go through the hassle of another move.

It’s not the act of living there that’s troubling me. It’s the effort that I will have to put in order to accomplish a move. First and foremost, I would have to move the contents of my apartment to the new place. I hate packing. Plus, I’ve accumulated so much more stuff since I’ve been out here, I’d have to go to the trouble of renting a van or a truck to move. Plus, I would have to have all my addresses changed, cancel all my utilities and give out new phone numbers and forwarding addresses to everyone I know. Plus, like I said yesterday, I like my surroundings.

I will definitely have to give this some more thought.