Sort of...

I have been itching to move the furniture in my bedroom for a couple of weeks now. Don't ask me why. It's a thing I do. There are times that I become disturbingly unsettled in my surroundings and I long for a change, a new perspective, a transition ... sometimes moving the furniture is the only responsible way I can satisfy it. Commitment issues? Maybe. My subconscious telling me to get off my lazy ass and do something to make my depressing world a little brighter? Probably. Perhaps it is just my way of pretending that I can wipe the slate clean and start over. Or a bizarre lie to myself that I've gotten new furniture without ever spending any money? Who knows...

But I am in the process of upgrading the necessary cables so that my necessary amenities will still remain once the furniture finds its new home this week...

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