Emptying Nest

Today I've sold my television and my bed. This formally guarantees that I will move out, I think, because without those two things I can no longer do about 95% of what I do when I'm at home.

I'm feeling just a little sense that I will miss this place. Even though in my half-decade of renting it it's less often recalled the nest of a bower bird than the nest of one of the smaller, grubbier mammals.