For some reason, packing for the past few days led me to an extra box of random items that in return seem to represent me very well. I mean no one said I couldn't bring my felt mustaches, a random picture of my brother, Augusten Burroughs book, zebra print fabric, rainbow bracelet, mickey head keychain, old purple dotted wallet, red journal, tape, and sunscreen to college. But perhaps if I were 7, this would be the box I'd run away with and keep dearly by my side wherever I go. For what reason? I don't know??? Because it makes me feel content and at ease even more so as I am typing this sentence, I suppose. Goodnight.
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