packing up an era

I spent the better part of Saturday packing up my apartment. I got rid of more stuff than I packed. It’s way easier to get rid of stuff when you haven’t used or even looked at it in a year and a half. But it’s also really strange. The strangest part was going through my sheet music and realizing that I was never, ever going to use most of it again. I kept everything I had a real emotional attachment to, anything I might get hired to sing at some point, but I got rid of pretty much everything else. My entire operatic career has been condensed into two boxes. Psychedelic.