Rearranging things.

KYRRE

For the past two years or so, I felt parts of me were scattered among other people. I didn’t lose myself, but I did feel rearranged. Ever since I moved into my new place, I’ve been doing many things that reminded me of who I am. I’ve spent months finding things, moving things, cleaning things, planting things, learning things, exercising, and also, well, discarding things. For the first time in a long time, my things never moved around by themselves, and everything is exactly where I like t...