bookcase 2000

This was my bookcase in Astoria, early 2000, shortly before I packed up and moved to Uzbekistan. View it larger for all the little details, if you’re given to that sort of thing. Less clutter in my place now. Less stuff in general—fewer spectacles, cameras, letters, paper, etc. Okay, maybe the same number of cameras. But more things I love.

Oh, moving. Illness and grief aside, what’s harder? I’m packing up again for the first time in seven years, packing up the first place that has ever been a real home. I don’t own much stuff, considering, but what I do own, I love. Packing away photos, books, and negs to sit, homeless, in boxes does not feel nice at all. Oh how I resist change, even when much needed. Slowly, but surely.

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