This is what it sounds like to dismantle a life. Packing tape. Gravel alleys. A crazy landlord stomping next-door. A going-away party with live music and rocks as door prizes. I’m leaving Columbus in two days, and I'm not exactly sure what I'm taking with me.

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This is episode 38 of onefjef Thirty-eight carries a mix of

practical and symbolic meanings.

In science, it's the atomic number of strontium, the element that gives

red fireworks their color, while in numerology, it's often reduced

to 11, a master number linked with intuition and heightened awareness.

New age interpretations sometimes see three as creativity and eight as power

or material success, making 38 a symbol of balancing expression with ambition.

Hello, my friends.

I'm taking one of my last walks around my neighborhood here of Clintonville.

A night walk.

Needed to get out of the house to get away from all the packing,

packing, packing, packing, packing, packing, packing, packing

Packing is a slog.

It really is.

I really just wanna be done with it.

But you also don't wanna do it in a way where you're, like, not properly labeling

boxes, because I've done that before, and then you have no idea where anything is.

I think a friend of mine told me, "But then it's all full of

surprises." Eh, when you're just trying to unpack your shit, it's

like, you don't really want surprises.

You just wanna know where the dishes are so you can eat some food off of them.

Anyway, I got rid of most of my dishes except for the Fiestaware, of course.

Purple Fiestaware.

The, um, sound you heard at the beginning of this podcast was, uh,

the sound of the Columbus tornado sirens testing, which happens every

Wednesday at noon, like clockwork.

It's a sound that I'll forever associate with Columbus, Ohio.

That, along with the trains.

Everywhere you are in Columbus, you can hear a train whistle.

It's kind of romantic in a way.

I just wish I knew where they were going.

Anyway, so the tornado tests every Wednesday at noon.

And I remember, like, being in my office working at times, and then that siren

would go off, would go off, and I'd be like, "Oh, it's halfway through the week."

I mean, it's a somewhat, like, foreboding sound, but once you know it's not

indicating imminent danger, you're able to appreciate it as a, I don't know,

timekeeper of the week or something.

One time they did go off when it wasn't noon on Wednesday, and there

were a bunch of tornadoes, but I didn't get sucked up in a twister.

It's funny, you have all these tornado sirens, and there's rarely a

tornado in Columbus, so… But when there is, they're gonna be ready.

Those tornado sirens are going to be at the ready.

Anyway, uh, yes, it's been a week.

It still is a week.

I have two more days in my house, two more nights in my house, and

the house looks no longer like my house, except for the lights.

I haven't taken the lights down yet.

I'm waiting for them to run out of battery first, which is gonna be tomorrow

morning, so that's when I'm gonna do that.

Will I keep the lights, you're asking?

Some of the lights I will keep.

Some of the lights I may take to Mexico because, I don't know, colored

lights are a wonderful way to liven up an apartment, don't you think?

Maybe it's just me.

Uh-oh, there's a sign here says, "Caution, deaf person in area."

Is a deaf person aggressive?

Is that the caution I should be exerting right now?

I understand.

I understand.

Also like clockwork, like the tornado sirens, my neighbor and landlord, uh,

Todd, he was quiet for most of the month, and, uh, he's chosen my last few days

here to start to act like a lunatic again.

Today, he started doing the stomping around the house and screaming thing

again, and he did it for quite a while.

Like, at one point, he seemed to just be s- walking back and forth through

his house, stomping, stomping, stomping, which is what I'm doing, right,

to a degree, but I'm also packing.

So it's kind of triggering, and he's doing this quite a bit.

And at a certain point, I text him, because I can't help myself, and

I say, "If I'm being too noisy, please just let me know with a text.

Thank you." And he responds, "Why do you keep asking that?" Which is kind

of the response that I got last time, although it was a different timbre.

If you're saying to yourself, "That sounds harmless enough, Jef," no.

You don't understand Todd.

You do not.

I'll be gone soon.

Anyway, I've been giving away a lot of stuff.

Friend of mine came over this afternoon, bought my lava lamp, and, uh, ended

up getting a bunch of good stuff.

A rice cooker.

Um, I'm, I don't need to go through the entire inventory, but a lot of good stuff.

So if you're in Columbus still, and you hear this on Friday, and you'd like

some stuff, let me know, 'cause I've got stuff, and the stuff's all gonna

go to the, uh, Salvation Army thrift store if the stuff doesn't get taken

by a friend person or a family person.

I have three plants left.

One plant I believe will be left with the new tenant.

She expressed an interest.

It's one of these very tall, skinny cacti, or cactuses, whatever.

And she expressed interest in that, so I may just leave that for her as well.

She's been very kind.

And, uh, it's been a very positive, like, interaction, because she's like, "Yeah,

I need that stuff." And I'm like, "Great, I can leave my cleaning stuff here, too."

She's like, "Great. Great, great." So that's been, that's been positive.

I feel bad that she's gonna have to live next door to Todd.

I really do.

And when they came to visit, her and her father came to look, came to talk

to me about buying some of the stuff in the house, you know, they asked

me, like, "How is the landlord?"

And I was like, "He's all right." That's all I said.

"He's all right." I said it twice.

Because I don't wanna, like… I don't know.

There's nothing, there's no good answer.

I think that's the best answer in that scenario is, "He's all right."

What am I gonna do, warn her?

She's already signed the lease.

It's too late.

You'll find out soon enough.

Or who knows, maybe they'll have a wonderful relationship,

become one little family.

Anyway.

And all of the furniture, for the most part, is sold.

And, uh, yeah, getting closer to going.

The biggest thing about packing is just really trying to

organize the stuff, as I said.

And I've got, like, boxes with, like, themes.

And they're kind of, like, half open, and so when I find something in the house that

matches that theme, I put it in that box.

I hope this works out, this strategy.

I don't know if it's actually good packing strategy or not, but we'll find out when

we unpack have thrown away quite a bit of stuff, which does feel good, more

than I thought I would, to be honest.

And I've also had some questions about my purchasing habits over the years.

Like, why did I buy four giant things of baggies?

Like, I don't use that many baggies.

I mean, I had a Costco membership for a while, and this is what happens if

you're single, but don't have any kids, and you have a Costco membership because

you feel like you have to use it.

You feel like you have to justify this membership.

And, uh,

yeah, so you end up buying too many baggies, large and small.

And a lot of tinfoil too.

Like, I guess they're big rolls.

I don't know.

I overestimated my tinfoil usage profoundly.

Although I did not overest- estimate my, uh, Q-tip usage because I did buy those

in bulk, and I'm on my last one of those.

So that feels great.

But yeah, lots of… And I have a giant jug of Windex, which again,

what am I… I'm not a window cleaner.

What was I thinking?

Like, it's a huge refill jug.

It's giant.

It's like a gallon.

I don't go through a gallon of Windex in five year- 10 years, 20 years.

I don't know if I've even ever gone through a whole

gallon of Windex in my life.

But when I was at Costco, probably a year and a half or two years ago, I saw

that, and it looked like a good deal.

And I thought, "Well, certainly I'll use Windex. I clean windows."

Little did I know I don't clean windows nearly as often as I imagined

in my head that day at Costco.

So it goes.

The things we have to throw away.

Makes you really can think about the things that you buy, right?

I had a bottle of cocktail sauce in the fridge.

I've had it for maybe four years, 'cause I had this really strong

intention to make shrimp cocktail, but I never bought the shrimp.

So the cocktail remained unopened, because what else do you do with cocktail sauce?

It's a strange name for a sauce, like confusing name, really.

Cocktail sauce.

Does it have something to… It must have something to do with cocktails.

I guess they're talking about shrimp cocktail.

What else?

Facebook Marketplace is winding down.

Uh, I was selling, and I'm still selling, like seven extension cords

and two power strips for $15, right?

Somebody texts me, messages me, "Can I just buy the black power strip

for $5?" And it's like, sure, right?

Sure.

That's fine.

But, like, really?

I mean, I- power strips aren't that much.

Maybe he liked the way it looked.

I don't know.

Maybe he was, like, a power strip collector.

Maybe that's one he hasn't, hasn't gotten yet.

There's probably a power strip collector out there, 'cause there's a lot of

different shapes of power strips.

You like how this episode so far is really not about my move?

Maybe there's something to be said for that.

But yeah, power strip collecting.

There's gotta be, and I bet there's an amazing Wikipedia

article about power strips.

Oh, there's a dog

Oh, it's a cute little collie.

It's like a… Is that a collie?

Oh, you're a happy guy.

And he's not barking.

That's nice.

Or she.

Or they.

Whatever.

I don't wanna misgender the dog.

So the guy did come by and buy the power strip for $5, but he had

to stop at Kroger to get change because I didn't have any change.

Although I did have change, I just felt like I might be able

to upsell him, which I did try.

I was like, "You know, I'll give you an extra power strip if you want…

I'll give you two more power strips for 10 bucks." But he didn't bite.

He just wanted that one.

Right now I'm walking down this alley.

Another thing I'll miss about Columbus is these alleys.

Th- there's roads, and then in between each road there's, like, a dirt alley

that goes to, like, the back of the houses where a lot of the garages are.

I haven't seen this in a lot of cities.

And I like walking down the alleys better because it feels like you're

on a path as opposed to a sidewalk.

You dig?

You dig.

Can you hear my feet walking?

Can you hear the gravel?

First time I've done an outside, walking around podcast.

I think I just wanna test these mics because I'm not sure if I'll be able

to have room in my luggage for my big mics or the stands and everything.

I'm hoping to make room.

That's another stress point when I think about it.

Like, I don't wanna think about it quite yet 'cause there's

no good will come of that.

But once I get to my mom's house, of course I gotta figure

out… I gotta pack again, right?

I gotta figure out what I'm gonna take to Mexico City in one large

suitcase, one medium-sized suitcase, and a, a decent-sized backpack.

The place I'm moving into is furnished, in case you're wondering about that.

So I will have furniture.

Like, it was an Airbnb, and I think the guy just got tired of Airbnb-ing

it, so he wanted a long-term tenant.

And yeah, hopefully it works out.

So I'm, I'm assuming there's plates and stuff there, too, which

would be amazing because I've just given away most of my plates.

And I'm not gonna put plates in my luggage.

What kind of madness would that be?

Yeah, yeah.

Moving's a weird one, all right.

Changing your life drastically is, uh, liberating in a way.

It'll be more liberating when I'm away from the stuff 'cause, to

be fair, I'm, I'm moving a lot of stuff into my mom's house.

And perhaps I would get a storage unit otherwise, but again, let's, let's say

hypothetically I, I don't like living in Mexico, I move back to the States,

I'm not probably gonna move to Ohio.

I'd move to, like… I don't know where I'd move, but I'd move somewhere else.

And then how do I get the stuff from my mom's house to the place that I'm living?

It just doesn't make sense.

So pretty much it's probably gonna be there, and then I'll have to go through

it at some point, like 30 years from now or 20 years from now, whenever it is.

And I'll be like, "Oh, yeah, I forgot about… I remember when

I packed these back in Columbus. Wow, that was a long time ago."

That was before the first divorce, second divorce, third divorce.

Why did that come into your head, Jef?

Why would divorce be the thing that was going to mark time

that's passed since Columbus?

It would be odd if the next chapter of my life was full of divorces.

Anyway, we'll see.

It's quite nice out, actually.

I'm very happy about the weather, uh, for this move, because it's

supposed to be 65, sunny tomorrow.

Or on Saturday, rather.

And Sunday.

So… 'Cause there's a version of this that could have

been snowing, snowy moving.

Hear that car go by?

Where it could have been, like, snowing, blizzardy, and I still have to move

because I have to get this stuff, so.

Thank the weather gods for that.

I know I've cursed you in the past, but in this case, I will

praise you, so we're even, I guess.

We're even now.

Or mostly even.

Oh, I did get a nice message from a friend of mine about the Feffery episode.

I will play it right here.

I'm starting a new habit of walking every morning, and it's really dark when I go.

And, um, I think it was two days ago, I was listening to Feffery and, like,

laughing out loud in the silence of my neighborhood in the early morning.

I mean, like, laughing hard.

Um, I thought that episode was hilarious.

So thank you, Kirsten, last name omitted, for that wonderful message.

It's the second time I've gotten some nice feedback on my, my

podcast over the last couple weeks.

I was at my party, my going-away party, which I think I

address later in this episode.

My going-away party was last night, and, uh, it was incredible.

It was really great.

The people that I wanted to show up all showed up, for the most part.

I have different groups of friends, and, like, I have a n- very eclectic

group of friends, I feel like.

At least here.

I think everywhere I've been, I kind of have.

But here in particular, and it was one of the first times that some of

these groups of friends had interacted, and honestly, it was really beautiful

to see the way they all hit it off.

Like, everybody was liking everybody else, that it seemed like.

So that brought me a lot of joy.

People were meeting new friends at my party.

I don't know And it was great.

You know, a party is stressful to have, particularly when it's you

hosting it and it's also about you, in a manner of speaking.

And you wanna talk to everybody, you know, you wanna make time,

but it's very hard, 'cause you also wanna have fun and, you know.

So this friend of mine came, who I've reconnected with over the past year.

She came with her boyfriend, and they brought instruments, and it

was this person who I was, like, so grateful to have there because

she steered the party a little bit.

And you need somebody to do that, 'cause you need somebody that's

gonna take an active role in s- making the plot of the party.

'Cause parties all have, like, a flow, a plot, right?

And you've gotta keep that moving.

It can't just be sitting around talking the whole time.

You gotta have different things happening.

In this case, we had a b- we had a jam session, played some live music.

Feliz Navidad we sang.

Maybe I'll play a little bit of that right here.

Merry Christmas.

I want to wish you a merry Christmas.

I want to wish you a merry Christmas.

I want to wish you a merry Christmas.

I want to wish you a merry Christmas.

Feliz Navidad.

Feliz Navidad

Yeah, you can check out.

Just be sure that there's in the border when you're trying to get in.

Please tell me now.

Please tell me now.

Please tell me now.

Please tell me now.

Please tell me now

Yeah, I had the door prize thing, which was great.

Every-- I put numbers on i-- tons of stuff, you know.

There was like a, a backhoe or something.

One- some sort of a weed whacker scenario.

I don't even know what it was.

That's what I gave away.

There was a propane stove that immediately the person who got it was happy, but then

I mentioned that there was a essential part missing, and they were not as happy.

And then one person just got like three rocks.

They were nice rocks.

One of them was from Lake Erie, one with them was from Hawaii,

and the other one was just a nice round rock that I found somewhere.

But like I'm not gonna move rocks.

Like that just seems silly.

Unless they're very small rocks like diamonds or something.

I'll probably move a few rocks, I'll be honest.

There's a few memorable rocks I have.

But honestly, I pick up rocks from places and I'm like, "Oh, this is gonna help me

remember it." But it's not gonna help me remember unless I write on it where I got

the rock from, otherwise it just looks like the other rocks that I picked up.

And so I just have a pile of rocks sitting on my, you know, desk, dresser, whatever.

And I don't know one from the other.

So anyway, three rocks.

And all the stuff pretty much left except for one person left his door prize which

was a one and a half inch three-ring binder, a bunch of Manila envelopes,

and a can unused of that, um, s- one of those spraying things for computers.

You know, you spray the dust off.

And he forgot them so… But yeah, it was a wonderful party, and people

kept coming up to me saying, "Oh, I love your friends." Um, so yeah,

it was, it was a joyful night for me and I hope for everybody else.

I think so.

Anyway, at the party at the-- later on, Danny who was on the epis- on

the podcast early on, uh, the guy who was in Iraq, he was at the party.

He's a wonderful guy.

He was saying, "Hey, I enjoyed the last episode of the podcast." And, uh, the

last episode being the very last episode that I did in which I just kind of rambled

on like I'm doing right now basically.

But he, he seemed-- he really like complimented.

He's like, "I like hearing what you're thinking about.

I enjoy it.

I think you're interesting." And I was like, "That's

wonderful." Oh, loud car engine.

And that made me feel great because the one thing I wish I got more

of On this podcast was feedback.

Hint, hint, [email protected].

I mean, I still have a phone number in the show notes that not one single person

has called and left a message on, except for me just to test it, and it does work.

So, you know, play your voicemail on the air.

And while I'm thinking of it, Patreon subscribers, I love you.

Patreon subscribers, I do.

Thank you so much for continuing to subscribe to the podcast through

this tumultuous time, and this time of very little extra content.

I promise I will assuage that issue as soon as I am settled once again.

Maybe I'll send you the… I'm Strava-ing this, you know, this walk, as I do

with all my walks, and, uh, maybe I'll just send you the map of the walk.

I'll put that in the, in Patreon, so that's something to sign up for.

So if you yourself are not a Patreon subscriber and you wanna

see the map of the path that I'm walking on right now, like the…

I'm not walking on a path, but whatever.

Sign up to the Patreon page, patreon.com/onefjef.

For as little as $5 a month, you can see the walking map and a bunch

of other stuff that I've put on over the course of the last eight

months, seven months, six months.

I have no idea what time means.

Time means nothing.

Ah, there's the old billboard that I love.

There's a billboard near my house that always has… One side's always

fast food, Wendy's, Burger King.

It's right at the end of my street.

And the other side is always, like, uh, home repair things, like getting

your gutters cleaned or getting your ducts, um, swept, or whatever it is.

And right now it is foundation repair experts, the Ohio Basement Authority.

Well, if you can't trust the Ohio Basement Authority on foundation

repair, I'm not sure who you can trust.

Oh, there's a bunny.

I will miss the bunnies.

There's been a lot of bunnies.

Rabbits.

Bunnies.

Yeah.

They look like bunnies though, 'cause they're small, and they

wait till you get real close, just like, and then they dart off.

Like this one's just there.

Oh, there it goes.

But they just sit there, and you walk right up to them, and then right till

you get close they, they dart You guys have all probably experienced

this, so I don't need to explain this kind of animal behavior to you.

And yet I'm doing it anyway, or I just did it.

I'm not gonna continue to do, do it.

Uh, next couple days, tomorrow I pick up the U-Haul truck

and, uh… Is this interesting?

I don't know.

I'm just trying to share what's going on.

Pick up the U-Haul truck at noon, drive it back to my house, fill it up with

stuff, as much stuff as I can, which I think will be everything but the bed.

Clean up the house, take the lights down, make sure everything's packed, take

out the garbage, et cetera, et cetera.

And then I hope I have some downtime before… Like, I hope I'm able to finish

early tomorrow night so that I don't have to be, like, up late panic packing.

Yeah, one time years ago, I was, like, packing to go home from college

or something for, like, spring break or Christmas break or something,

and for some reason I took, like, a hit of acid before I packed.

And I don't know what, why that would ever occur to me.

It's like, I have no idea.

Yeah, it didn't go well.

It didn't go well.

I remember at one point, like, I mean, I'm just zoning out 'cause I'm tripping,

and I remember just, like, coming out of zoning out at one point and just being

sitting, like I'm kneeling in front of my suitcase, and there's just unmatched

socks everywhere, all over the floor.

And then I would be like, "Oh, yeah, yeah, I gotta, I gotta pack, I gotta

pack." Uh, I don't remember what I packed.

I don't know how good of a job I did.

I don't remember.

But I do remember the socks.

I'll never forget that one.

It's like the time I woke up when I was a kid… Have I told you this story?

If I have, forgive me, but it seems appropriate 'cause it's

a good tangent right here.

When I was about eight or nine years old, I was sleepwalking,

and, like, I remember dreaming that I was walking down the stairs.

It's like a half-awake state, but you know you're, you know, walking down the stairs.

And I remember walking into the kitchen and seeing the clock, and I

couldn't see a time on it, which is a sign that you're apparently asleep.

I don't know.

And then, uh, I remember walking towards the basement, going down the

basement stairs, and the basement stairs were flooding in my dream.

You know, there was, water's coming up the stairs, like, slowly rising.

And then when I woke up, I was standing in the toilet, like both feet bare

feet standing in the downstairs toilet.

That was confusing.

You know, it was like one of these like, whoa.

And I'll never forget.

I mean, you never forget a thing like that.

Like you never.

That's a memory you'll have.

You'll be able to cherish and hold on to for years.

And my nephew actually wrote a paper for school about it years

ago, which is pretty hilarious.

My nephew Owen, yeah.

So yeah, that happened.

I apologize if that story is a repeat, but I feel like it's worth telling

every 10 to 15 episodes just to remind people where I'm coming from.

I do think it's an insight into something in my brain.

I don't know what it is.

What would Sigmund Freud say about the sleepwalking dream in which

I woke up standing in the toilet?

Huh.

Maybe I'll ask AI when I get home.

Freud would likely interpret your sleepwalking dream as your unconscious

expressing hidden conflicts through symbols, descending stairs as moving

into the unconscious, rising water as growing instinctual or emotional

pressure, and waking in the toilet as imagery tied to the anal stage of

childhood development, which he associated with control and bodily functions.

He'd say the mind turned these impulses into a symbolic story

while your body acted it out.

So yes, this is the end of my time in Columbus.

I've been walking, I've walked around this neighborhood so many times.

I can't even tell you.

And the fact that this is going to be one of the last times I do

it, that's kind of okay with me.

Like I feel okay about this.

I'm bored of this.

I'm bored of walking around the same neighborhood streets every time I

go for a walk because there's only so many directions you can walk

and you always have to come back.

So you can't walk.

I mean, you're not going to, unless you want to do a long walk, like a 10 mile

walk, but I don't do 10 mile walks.

I do like a mile, maybe a mile and a half.

So if I were to try to get to somewhere more interesting or more novel, it

would end up being a five to 10.

Anyway, you understand the math.

Boy, oh boy.

It is nice to walk though, and to not be in my house with

my stuff for a little bit.

Although, I do have to start heading back that direction so I can post this

magical podcast for you all to enjoy on your Friday morning commute or your Friday

morning coffee or whatever day, really.

You can listen to it on any day you want.

I'm just saying it's coming out on a Friday, which as we've discussed, is not

a great day to release podcast episodes.

But that's okay, 'cause I'm still putting out an episode every week,

and this shit ain't easy, 'cause I got a lot on my mind, as you can

possibly tell or, or assume, I suppose.

Oh, and then on Saturday… I for- forgot to finish the story of the week.

On Saturday, uh, my cousin's coming over on Saturday morning, and, uh, we're

gonna… We'll put the bed into the U-Haul, and then we will drive towards

Cleveland, to Cleveland, it's west lake.

And then we will unpack the truck and the car, and then we will

go drop off the U-Haul, and then we will drive back to Columbus.

He's driving my car behind me.

That… 'Cause I need to get my car to Cleveland as well.

That's the big issue, and I'm grateful that he's going to be driving with

me, because I was gonna have to get, like, a car towing thing, and

that's… Nobody wants to do that.

But the reality of that is, is also that I have to, like, drive him back to Columbus

and drive back to Cleveland again.

So it'll be, like, a six hours of driving tomorrow.

But honestly, after all this packing, it might actually be wonderful to just be

in a car listening to music for a while.

And then get to drive back with my cousin.

We can talk for a couple hours.

Yeah, it'll be good.

Stop for some fast food.

And I'm at my house, so I'm gonna wrap up this episode now

Hope you enjoyed.

I appreciate you listening.

I appreciate you going with me on this journey of discovery, of uncertainty,

of anxiety, of, uh, joy, all the things.

I feel like a lot of the podcast has kind of led up to this in a

way, so it's kind of a good payoff.

But yes, I do appreciate all of you for giving me some of your time to let

me, you know, talk in your ear holes.

Had to get it in once every episode, the word ear holes, or the words ear holes.

And yeah, you know, there's an Instagram page, w- @onefjefpod.

There's a bunch of social media accounts @onefjefpod, and there's a

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enjoying the show, if you're interested.

And if you enjoyed the show, please do reach out with an email.

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Let me know what you liked.

Tell me you're alive.

Tell me you listen.

It'd be great.

Next time you hear me, I'll be in Cleveland, so stay tuned for that.

And I will leave you with a poem that I found on the Instagram today

that I really enjoyed, and I'll find it very quickly because…

There it is.

We're finding it, just, you know, the a- the anticipation

is really… Okay, the poem

My Life Was the Size of My Life by Jane Hirshfield.

My life was the size of my life.

Its rooms were room-sized.

Its soul was the size of a soul.

In its background, mitochondria hummed.

Above it, sun, clouds, snow, the transit of stars and planets.

It rode elevators, bullet trains, various airplanes, a donkey.

It wore socks, shirts, its own ears and nose.

It ate, it slept, it opened and closed its hands, its windows.

Others I know had lives larger.

Others I know had lives shorter.

The depth of lives, too, is different.

There were times my life and I made jokes together.

There were times we made bread.

Once I grew moody and distant.

I told my life I would like some time.

I would like to try seeing others.

In a week, my empty suitcase and I returned.

I was hungry then, and my life, my life too, was hungry.

We could not keep our hands off, our clothes on, our tongues from.

Thanks for listening everybody.

I'll see you next week Very good, Jeffrey