and you can drive down this street all you want, because i don’t live here anymore

After I return from my Boston trip, I am going to be moving. Finally. I’ve experienced a lot of anxiety in the past few weeks; not knowing whether to find a place with a roommate or by myself, or even what city I would be in. It feels good to have things settled now, and I’m really excited to acquaint myself with my new neighborhood. Last night I tried to organize my things as best I could with no boxes, and I think I did a pretty good job, considering. I’m getting rid of a lot of stuff, but I feel like I shed a lot every time I move. No point in hanging onto things you haven’t used in a year (or more). My only regret is the couch! Oh well. The elation I feel to be leaving the construction, noisy neighbors, and ghosts behind is worth it.

Also, the new Gmail themes are cool. Cherry blossom, what what.