packing my library

I took down my bookcases today, packed up my library, and brought it over to my parents for safekeeping. Back at my apartment I’m writing in the blog. It’s strange being half moved out. I wanted to write in a quote from “Unpacking My Library” by Walter Binyamin but I turned around and, hey, all my books are gone!

Part of moving my stuff to my parents was going through all the stuff I have there that’s still in my room I lived in till college. It was exciting to go through all the junk, throwing out a lot and finding some useful tidbits that I’ll take with me for travelling. I found my old travel wallet: the kind that goes on your belt and hangs around in your crotch. Super comfy!

I was thinking about how I will not be taking any keys on this trip. This will be an odd feeling because I’m very absentminded and I lose things and every time I do pretty much anything (get up to get a get a beer, etc) I check my pockets to see if I have my 1)wallet, 2)cellphone and 3)keys. If I didn’t do this I’d lose them. But after years of this, now it’s hardwired in. I can imagine myself on the first three weeks of South Africa patting my pockets and panicking for a good 5 or 6 seconds while I try to figure out where I’ve put my keys. But it’s odd leaving keys behind. Keys provide you with a way of getting past barriers meant to keep certain people out and certain people in. Having keys means having built up credability, trust and/or responsability. Not having keys means being free. Sometimes we’re bound by the things that make us free.

So while my bookshelves and books are at my parent’s house, here at my apartment my room is covered with with all things nonbook (see figure below).


messyroom

Hopefully I’ll take care of this tomorrow but until I do my room will have a lonely, temporary feel to it. Tonight I will pack things into boxes while listening to This American Life.

First Entry

I’ve just finished setting up the blog. I’m hoping it’s readable and will end up looking OK. It’s good to have it out of the way. I still have some things to do for the school. Then I also have to move out and clean the apartment.

I’ve been debating whether or not to invest in some more memory, batteries, and a portable harddrive to for my camera. On the one hand there’s no sense in going halfway. On the other, I firmly believe that I will either lose or break the camera within a few months.

It’s funny leaving a place. For a little while I was just overwhelmed with stress. I felt like I had lots of things to do but I had to keep entertaining people instead of actually doing work. It’s weird. Only a week and a half or so and then it’s VROOOM.

I’m leaving on a jet plane…

don’t know when I’ll be back again…

anyways, I hope that I can update this every so often and that when I do it’ll be worth reading.