END OF A CYCLE
A year ago, today, I moved out of the place that Dean and I called home. Today, I moved all my stuff out of the KUBE office. The kube as I envisioned it just didn't happen, and it sucks that Dean had to move from the space that we built together and costed an arm and a leg. The landlords are a fucking chinese mafia that arbitrarily raise the rent, break contracts and basically are screwing several of the tenants, apparently there is no protection for commercial tenants. I hope Dean continues to work on it [kube] because things were starting to gel. We'll see.
This cicle is closed.
It is very, very weird. I threw out so many things. Just keeping the most important stuff. Now all of it is at my place, not sure where I'm going to put it all. I 'm kind of wondering..... Now What???
I can't believe that at 40 I will be starting all over again. Ce la vie...right?