I pack. I pack boxes & boxes & boxes. I carry them to my car. My car gets filled up.
But my room. Does not. Empty.
My room is just as full of stuff as when I started. I swear. I SWEAR.
I really need to figure this OUT. Because this morning, I picked up my visa. So any day now!
I'll be leaving on a jet plane.
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