Day 331 of 365
Home is a shifting value.
Now hard drive paper weights hold down my birth certificate.
It feels less real.
The once comfort zone of my ego dying in big chunks.
The temporary nature of my memories fleeting.
I think that process is more difficult than the actual vacancy of property.
I didn’t mind giving up the ownership, we were always of a kind sharing people.
In any case something somewhere inside me is dying and I guess that feeling is the resistance associated with growth.
It isn’t easy but if avoided it can be catastrophic to your well being.
Don’t drown with the ship, make yourself a new home.