I finally started packing stuff up today. Got some boxes. Been working at it for the past few hours, and now I have a bunch of necessities and fun stuff packed away into neat little brown boxes. Something about this just makes me feel very sad. I decided to take a break and work on a computer "floor plan" for the apartment. I tried to redraw what I have in the brochure in reverse by hand, but something got all messed up with one line here and there, and then I realized it didn't look like that at all.
Moving makes me feel rather depressed. My life in boxes. Click. Click. Click.
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