I’ve devoted significant time the past few days to cleaning and reorganizing my things. Our garage is currently Michelle’s Storage Unit – everything from my apartment, and then everything from pre-college life (boxes and boxes of books, magazines, high school memorabilia, every letter ever written in the history of my life, clothes I swore I’d wear).  I need to clear away the clutter before I leave so I can be sure I keep and take with me only the most important artifacts. It’s a trip to tear through boxes and see stuff you’d completely forgotten about, and feels good to get rid of most of it too.

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