she won't stay at home.

If only these were more like the kind of boxes in my life right now:



Fifteen hours, eleven cardboard boxes, three rolls of bubble wrap, two rolls of packing tape, a suitcase and just about every Fiona Apple, De La Soul, and Wu Tang album ever made and I'm just about done packing. Twenty-eight hours from now I'll be hauling ass across the U.S. border; Mexico, here I come!

Kidding..

But it's sure a nice thought.


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