I moved. And I want to go home. It's not just that I'm physically homeless, but...I mean, you get used to going back to the same place every night, and that place has your stuff and your stuff has a place. And no matter what, you get to go back to there. Now it's all
boxes and more boxes
empty
obsolete
I have a few trips (cross country drive, Seattle, maybe Hawaii) up my sleeve before I have to start work in October, so it's suitcases and travel size shampoo until then!
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