One of the bad things about moving house is that you always seem to loose stuff (and your mind) in the process. Life is usually in shambles for some time after the big event, and you end up only noticing some pretty disturbing disappearances long after you can try to do anything about it. I've been trying all day to find some of my most treasured CD's and despair is setting in. Are they hiding from me in some unsuspecting box ? Did I leave them behind ? Were they stolen ? Did I lend them to someone ? Did I, in a fit of temporary insanity, throw them out with the tons of junk I got rid of while I was packing ? Temporary insanity does tend to occur in the days leading up to the arrival of removal companies. And after.
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