Muscle Memory
My body has memory of things it's done thousands of times. Keys go in the kitchen hutch. So do earbuds. The bedroom lamp gets turned on every night around the same time. I spread collections of stuff on the dining room table for review.
The kitchen hutch is gone. The sofa is gone. The bed, nightstands, and lamps are gone. The dining table is gone. My hands keep trying to do things in places that don't exist anymore.
This is not a bad thing. I'm happy to be closer to leaving the house. My body is just behind.
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