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Hello Universe 278
I’m in the middle of moving apartments this month, and it’s been a lot of work to do it by myself using public transport. I have an overlap of 15 days between the two places, and so, every few days I go to my old place, pack a couple of big heavy bags with my stuff, and come to my new place in the bus.
Finally now I am left with probably one last trip to the old place (and just 3 days to hand over the keys), and as a result, I am approaching the end of this tiring process.
Over the last decade, I have moved homes maybe 8 or 9 times, and each time comes with a unique experience of its own. One thing that stays the same though, is the experience of trying to sleep in a new bed and feeling like it is normal. Because each new bed comes with new feelings - new sounds, new springiness, new light in the morning, new way the wind flows. Everything changes and you have to make yourself get used to it all over again.
I don’t really feel comfortable with this adjustment- each time I go through it it comes with a lot of stress, difficulty sleeping, and bad dreams throughout the night. This time has been no different. So today’s poem is a way for me to pray for better sleep with better dreams and better nights.
Alright, poem starts in 3… 2… 1!
I drift to sleep and dream of days of days I want to lead of days when I can live in ways of very little heed. I dream of how I want to smile I dream of things to cook. I dream of running many miles while listening to a book. I dream of how I would pursue some time to spend with me. I dream of things I want to do and who I want to be. Morning comes and wakes me up, up with a smile I rise. Excited to be at the cusp of bringing dreams to life.
That’s it! Thanks for reading edition 278 of Hello Universe!
When was the last time you moved apartments? How was the experience?
Looking forward to hear from you dear reader, and wish you an amazing rest of the week.
Here’s a funny sketch to close out today’s edition:
That’s it for this week, see you next Tuesday!