I keep meaning to post: little things, like witty comments I hear throughout my last days of work, things and people I note on the train, but I seem, instead, to be overwhelmed and obsessed with my DESPERATE NEED FOR MOVING BOXES.
Seriously. It's all I'm thinking about right now. Even though I just collected five.
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
2 years ago
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