Breaking Orbit

I'm leaving for Minnesota two days from now. My apartment is a wreck. Boxes and garbage bags are piled everywhere. Somewhere amidst all this junk is my all too important blood pressure medication. I'm sure once I pick up the truck tomorrow and move most of this stuff in there, my mental state will improve.

It's funny. I've been dreading this day for the longest while. Not so much over the logistical nightmare of moving. Maybe I'm just militantly resistant to change. But it's a good change and a neccessary one.

I'm leaving behind good friends and memories, but none that I can't revisit or take with me.
I've made my peace with Milwaukee.

It's time to move on.