I'm still on the moving train and it truly has been a ride of sorts. Sifting through clutter and memories and dust. As items make their way into boxes, I've been noticing how much technology is effecting things we keep.
iTunes has replaced the 200 CD cases taking up a spot in my garage.
My iPad is beginning to replace my leather portfolio of past work.
My phone and my computer trying to replace stacks of photo scrapbooks.
In the motion and whirlwind of packing, those items find their places in a box quickly and I move to the next pile of crap needing a home. But the scrapbooks are the only items that force me to slow down. To sit and reflect. To smile.
I like that.