I think I'm lost...

[cabbitzilla]

I think I'm lost...
... you see, I've been lost before, and this is what it looked like...

I'm at the Glen Burnie house. Since I was literally only a mile from here when I got out of therapy, I figured this would be the right place to come to; surely there must be -something- I can do. And with this promising idea in my mind, I backed the Explorer up to the door and went in.

No empty boxes. No empty containers of -any- sort. And a positively insane amount of little bits and pieces that need to go to the apartment. Just... nothing to put them in. I've just a bit under $10 in my pocket; that'd buy me one, /maybe/ two more totes.

*sigh* I -do- have a ton of laundry at the place I'm watching, though. Time to find something resembling supper and go do it.

Searchin' for something
In a world that's dark and strange
When you think you've found answers
That's when the answers change
Into your hands it's fallin'
Can't you hear the future callin'


[CHORUS]
Carry on the flame
Walk inside the light
The wisdom of the light
Don't ever be denied
Can never be denied
Carry on the flame
Through the darkest night
Hold it on high
Keep the fire burnin' deep inside


You live for the moment
But the moment slips away
A better tomorrow takes
Your best today
Into your hands it's fallin'
Can't you hear the future callin'


[CHORUS]


[King's Horses Reprise/Bridge]
All the king's horses and all the king's men
Won't you try to bring the world together?
Amen...

You can set your sights a little bit higher
You can make it burn just a little bit brighter
It's your legacy, your destiny
Carry on the flame...

Thank you, Triumph. Out of all the cassettes I randomly grabbed, this is the one that ended up in the Explorer's tape deck. An important sentiment... one I'm trying to keep in mind, with varying success. Off I go.

Comments

Totes

[lys1022.livejournal.com]

I don't know what you've been putting in the totes, hon, but aren't there any at the apartment that you can unpack and bring back to re-fill with the remaining items?

Re: Totes

[elisabeth.livejournal.com]

Yeah. That's the optimal plan. The reality is a bit less graceful; Megan worked all day and is still trying to fight off the sinus cavity originating headache from hell, and I'm about at the point of collapse. I had to stop three times on the way home from Bowie to pace the shoulder of the highway, waking myself up. I will NOT permit something happening to the Explorer on -my- watch. So nothing new got unpacked today, and yesterday was jam packed with shuttle runs to the apartment; all the time was on the road and loading/unloading vehicles, so nothing got unpacked then either.

As for the rest, there's another entry coming.