the disconnect
what more can i say. it is. really. happening.
i am moving. and i know this because i am sitting on the tile floor of my now empty apartment, drinking out of a plastic cup, waiting for a potential new tenant to look at my place. man, my butt is cold.
my flight is on friday, but somehow this is already it. tomorrow i have to hand over the keys, the control, the rights, to this - my wohnung. my home. as the night falls on mannheim, it also falls on me. these past few days have been filled with wonderful laughter, bittersweet tears, painful sweat and smokey clothes. filled with moments that make it that much harder and moments that make it that much easier for me to leave.
i have just reduced my life to a series of cardboard boxes, a few suitcases, some disassembled furniture and a laundry basket but i cannot bear to pull the plug on my internet connection. i guess that will really be it - the moment i disconnect. both literally and figuratively. i have given up all other luxuries - a chair, a table, a plate. i don't even have any more toilet paper. but somehow, my computer is on and my router is still pumping the bytes away. in the same vain, i have not yet allowed myself to fully realize the effects of my relocation. that i will no longer live in germany. that i will no longer have my closest friends surround me, support me, even tease me. the disconnect i have to make will be a tough one...to pull the plug on my life here. to surrender to the pain, the chaos, just long enough to let the pain soak in, but not long enough to allow it to leave its stain. and then, to plug myself in again - and hope that the hole that was germany is now sealed.
this is probably my last post from the heim. so to everyone here - i am going to miss you all terribly. thank you for making my time here memorable, and thank you for being a part of my life. i love you all.

