Cleaning Up After
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Funny how at the end of a relationship you suddenly find yourself having all this material stuff to deal with.
Since Alex’s last visit I got a tall mirror and a chest of drawers - neither of which I need.
There’s all the clothing that would cost impossibly much to ship to England.
The better dishware of course can be used but I have to laugh at myself for that gesture.
I even need to clean up my Netflix queue. I can still watch Superstar in a Housedress to be sure. But as much as I enjoy the subject without some gender atypical person to watch it with I find it hard to summon up the desire.
Maybe I’ll finally watch the Peter Berlin documentary. That bit of queer erotic history has been in my queue for something like two years.
Without exactly wanting to I must erase a person’s presence.