and so you’d think

And so you’d think I would rush through the door, throw down my luggage, tear through the empty boxes and set up my new life just in time for the stroke of midnight. 2003. The year I have waited for, for at least half a year. Instead, I’m still in my pajamas. Instead, I’m staring at an empty coffee mug and I’ve been dicking around with my website for an hour, a website I’m not even supposed to care about anymore. I thought about Doing Something but I really want to be by myself, with the cat, and one phone call at midnight. That’s how I want to spend it. I also want cheap Trader Joe’s sushi, but that requires leaving this safe space I have created, towers of boxes and all. Maybe I’ll convince myself into that,...