I packed my first box today. What a surreal feeling. Packing slowly but still not a fucking place to live yet. Makes me have a of different thoughts and also anger. Slowly but surely starting to get rid of things I no longer need or will no longer have room for. That’s it. That is all I got. I’m sure I will have more to say later. Moving after 14 years in this apartment and all its issues. I hope to have an apartment secured by the end of month. But it’s going to be tough. Things are not going as fast as I thought they would. Also a few things that are hindering me getting approved for a decent apartment. Wish me luck. I’ll start calling places I called on Friday.
Take Care,
Jackamus
