Fresh Blood

I feel like it's time. Time for what? Who knows... but some clock somewhere is about to run out and a new one is about to start. Without going into too many details... I'm not renewing my lease on my current apartment so I will be moving a the end of the month. The trouble is that once I start putting things into boxes I have no idea where I'm going to unpack those boxes. It could be a house in town. It could be an apartment in town. I could move in with the Czech for just a month. It's also very likely that I will be moving to "the city" in July. I'm sending off some job aps soon and I'm surprisingly qualified for all four of the jobs I'm applying for. Who knows what the future holds for me. I noticed today that I've been mentally preparing myself for a move though. Little things like telling strangers that I'm moving and throwing away under used condiments from my fridge so as to not have to pack them at some point. I'm kind of scared since I have no idea where I'm going and I think things are going to change dramatically and quickly for me.

I guess I'll see what happens.

I'm so tired of the same ol' crud.
Sweet baby, I need fresh blood.

Obsession of the night:
Fresh Blood by The Eels