February 23, 2012 scottcjones

Though I still pay the mortgage every month, the apartment in New York no longer feels like it belongs to me. Maybe that’s because my bookshelves are almost empty now. My clothes are nearly gone. In the three ensuing years since I left New York, each time I returned I would ship another box or two of my belongings to Vancouver. The bulk of my stuff was there now, not here. (more…)