storage

Moving is probably one of the most stressful and exhausting things. You have to go through everything, make the decision to throw things out or keep things, and put into boxes the things that you want to carry with you to your next destination. What's worse? Taking that whole life and sticking it into a 4x4x9 storage unit.

We paid a visit to Manhattan Mini-Storage on Saturday, to take 7 years of my cousins life in New York City, and stick it into a storage unit. We walked down the eerie aisles after aisles, and it hit me that each of these small teeny tiny little spaces holds the contents of someones life. It holds the things that they already weeded through and thought were important to keep. All the things someone considers meaningful are all right there, in that little space.

Was just too interesting a concept not to acknowledge.