One Meter of Hallway

I’m not stressed. I’m moving into a new apartment in a few days, half my family is driving up from Bavaria with my furniture, and what started as anticipation has curdled into something I just want finished—but I’m not stressed. The week ahead is work, laundry, sorting, cleaning, packing, unpacking, repacking, the occasional meal, and The Simpsons at night. I still haven’t decided what color to paint the kitchen.

On the other side of all this: a week of well-earned nudist vacation, sushi with Becca, and High School Musical 3 in the cinema, which I refuse to be embarrassed about. Wildcats.

Three things I’m most looking forward to in the new place: a real bath, a kitchen where I can make pizza without a microwave, and—undisputed number one—walking a full meter in a straight line without hitting a wall. The moving-in party is going to need a lot of drinks.