From my sister site, Travels and Tomes
July 20, 2016
This is part of the move madness that holds you in its grip when you stage a move from overseas—it’s a protracted madness, because when you move an entire household of furniture over the ocean, you move it on a slow boat.
So I woke up for the umpteenth day on the floor, and I had to use considerable effort to haul myself upright. I’ve developed a wicked catch in my side that Advil only dulls. I didn’t have that problem two weeks ago, so I think there is some cumulative wear and tear that this sort of living takes on you.
Then again, I wasn’t…
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