After every move one of my guys will ask me where an item is. I can see ever so clearly where it is.... In the old place. Occasionally I'll need an item at the store and I'll remember which aisle it's in, but that store is in a different state. Lately I've been seeing my dog out of the corner of my eye or I'll go into rooms wondering where he is even though he made his last visit to the vet weeks ago.
As we pack up everything we own in preparation for this move I keep wondering what ghosts will follow me on this next trip. New York is so different from Suva.
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