Full Moon Empty Room

I moved in to my new place last Sunday. The full moon was watching me as I sped across the boulevard to Mandaluyong. It wasn't a new thing for me - living alone, I rather missed it when I was with my mom and sis while my new place was being prepared.

Now, it's just me, myself and I - and of course, an empty one bedroom condo waiting to be filled up with the stuff I've collected in so many years. It's going to be a good thing for me. I'll be able to concentrate on the things that need to be done.

I'm still waiting for some furniture to be delivered. The last few pieces will be arriving on the 16th of May and I have yet to purchase that 32 inch LCD TV. Hopefully, my new phone line and internet should arrive soon. Going to coffee shops becomes tiring when I already am sitting comfortably in my sofa.

The place needs dusting, too. And I desperately need to trash the things I know I'll never use again. My hands are full but I can't just put them down yet. It's a good thing the moon provides me some company.