Moving

Packing up is very frustrating.  I’ve never realized how many things I accrue in a given period of time, and I don’t really care about any of it.  It’s just stuff. I keep a lot of it because I’m expected to, because it’s what people do, because someone gave it to me, because because because.

Funny thing is that I really don’t have very much, especially compared to my roommates.  It’s insane to see how much one person can have and still never touch.  Sometimes an object is forgotten and a replacement is purchased, even though the original is in the top drawer of the computer desk.  I don’t get it.

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