The innards of an old Hammond organ, fingers crossed a soldiering iron works… [ +zoom ]
Most stuff moved.
But not all. And that last little bit? The worst. The crud you don’t want to face.
And then the cleaning.
I kinda sorta like the shake-up of it all. It’s an opportunity to move on, and reconnect.
Defining what you hold dear, facing unfamiliar roads, and remember what you left dangling.
The checklist ever grows.