Movement

Gotta say I'm a bit amazed at being able to get my meaningful possessions packed, transported, and mostly unpacked in a relatively short span of countable hours. Now there's the process of acclimating to a new domestic space, but there's plenty of time for that. Unpacking box after box of CDs brings many thoughts to mind. And even more songs. For some reason, this one popped into my head at several moments. Not sure why, but then what fool assigns meaning to any thoughts that come when trying to reconstruct the shape of a collection from poorly packed moving boxes? Maybe something to do with the title.

Badly Drawn Boy - Once Around The Block