Day 250: At times I've felt my life was in these boxes, but its just old stuff. Some of it still special, but LIFE is something else entirely.


Day 249: Ready for the beach, theoretically.


Day 248: Return to OZ.


Day 247: Only in transit for 51 hours! It feels something like this.


Day 246: Just looking out of the window, watching the ashphalt grow...



Day 245: Me AND me: an exhibition(ist) at last!