I've spent the past weekend packing up my stuff for the first of three moves. Next week at this time, I will be coming to you live from the basement of my mother's house. As I go through all of my possessions and decide what will make the cut (I am literally limited to the space of my car), I am reminded of the experiences that have lead up to this point. I am so excited to escape the haze that has shrouded my life these past two years.
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