In which FHC thinks that moving is the second most important experience in life

There is something mystical and terrifying about going through a two days fight with your own possession to wake up on Sunday evening on the eve of a long trip far from home, in a bare room, beat, with your sore body as a reminder of the painful ridicule of your materialism and the frailty of our lives . It’s as if I never owned anything and as if, instead of graduating from the Corcoran retirement house, I was just dying.

I think that’s why moves are so emotional and panicking: they allow us to see the concrete amplitude of our physical link to earth and how it can be summarized in boxes and assembled pieces of woods and how our lives are just the sums of the memories attached to our objects and our locations as well as our hopes. Owning things and places is just yet another desperate attempt to leave a binger print in the world and create the illusion that there is more between life and death than a bundle of flesh enrobed in a fragile layer of skin. All mankind activities are motivated exclusively by the fear of death and moving is the ultimate deathlike experience for the gays.

On this cheerful note, I’d like to thank Ari S. and Drew W. for their help and what was after all the funnier move (particularly when Drew W. tried to pin me against the wall by letting a huge piece of furniture slides): you only know your real friends when you are moving, Zipcar for letting us drive a pick up truck and eventually looking manly for the first time of my existence and Kevin D. for being such a patient, loving and compassionate roommate for such a long time: to me you’re like my life: I will only start to see how good it was when it will end.

Comments

[LL]

Wouldn't the three of you driving a pickup be more like something out the Gay Pride Parade than a show of manliness?

[Kevin M.]

I think I just read FHC say something nice and sweet about Kevin d. As an outside observer of all of these shenanigans, I find that bewildering and disorienting and confusing. Please revert to form.

[kevin d. travels from time to time]

dear fhc,
i'm so sorry i wasn't there to kick you out of my house in person.
you're like family.
i look forward to visiting your guest bedroom.
but you're still a funny little f*ck face.
k.