I woke up on Thursday and realised that movers were coming in six days and I wasn't ready. So I've been madly selling stuff and throwing stuff away and packing. I've gotten rid of more than I ever thought I could, and I still have too much stuff. Not much progress on the trip right now, although I've been wondering if I shouldn't just fly right to Bangkok and make flights out from there to any other destinations I decide on. I have this idea that I'm going to like Thailand and be comfortable there. If I'm wrong, this might be a bad plan ...

The movie "Fight Club" (see it if you haven't - it's great) talks about how our possessions define us, or that we define ourselves by our possessions. The main character's great odyssey takes a hell of a turn when his apartment full of designer furniture blows up. My personality isn't being that radically redefined, but I now own hardly any books - an amazing thing for a librarian. That's not the only stuff that's been stripped away. It's hard to do.