Homeless

I moved out of the i-house on Sunday. Put most of my stuff into storage. And now I'm sleeping at friends' houses until I go to New York.

Being homeless is a weird feeling. It's nice that I can pretty much and move whenever I want. That's liberating. But I think it is alienating too. Like knowledge that any place I'll move into I'll move out of soon enough, so why bother to really settle down? New York will be strange. I'll want to meet people, but then I know I'll probably be leaving soon.

Talked to someone friends at work yesterday. One commented, "Seems like you're always moving." hmmm...