Moving Memories
I’m an anomaly. I’m one of those rare few who actually like moving. That’s right. I enjoy relocating. Moving out and moving on. Moving. There’s always been something exhilarating about letting go. I’m not going to descend into analysis about whether or not this has to do with my history of bulimia, or a lifelong fear of commitment. The truth is, I don’t know why I like starting over. I do like starting over, though. I find the process of reinventing aspects of my li