Moving: part 1, box 1, 2, 3.
I can't believe that there aren't more sappy romantic songs about moving house, or about taking polaroids off the wall, or about how laborious and heartbreaking it is to remove the tape from the back of them.
Box numbers 1, 2, and 3 contain the most dreaded things to pack: memories. Moving furniture hurts the back but nothing begs for tears and supportive shoulders quite like dredging through boxes of old photographs, napkin notes, and mix CDs.
Also, am totally obsessed with this story and how no one has mentioned the Dido-music video connection:
Box numbers 1, 2, and 3 contain the most dreaded things to pack: memories. Moving furniture hurts the back but nothing begs for tears and supportive shoulders quite like dredging through boxes of old photographs, napkin notes, and mix CDs.
Also, am totally obsessed with this story and how no one has mentioned the Dido-music video connection: