Nervous

This whole being homeless thing is starting to make me nervous. Having all my stuff in storage? Living out of my suitcase? Sleeping on couches? Not sounding like such a good idea anymore. I started packing up yesterday (thanks so much to Sara for the help and motivating me to start), and I think part of my problem is that I'm too attached to my belongings. Even though I haven't looked at this book or worn those shoes in forever, I don't like not being able to access it any time I want. I mean, they're just things, afterall, and I really can live without them, but I don't want to. I guess I just need to learn to live simply. All I really need are the necessities. But, having a place to come home to with all of your things is so nice. We'll see how long I can survive like this. And how long my friends will put up with me sleeping on their couches...