I guess it’s fitting to start my first posting about moving, travelling, transiting. Migration, my life story.
I have just finished packing most of my primary posessions here in Chicago and it scares me to see how much I have accumulated in 1.5 years. I have always though I’m pretty disciplined about not buying stuff but I guess I was wrong.
It ain’t a pretty sight I tell you.
I’m too exhausted to tidy up more so I’ll just take the heaps of clothes as a bed, the pile of bags as pillows and my disarray of lecture notes as blanket.
To do list: return Xmas shopping goodies to the stores tomorrw. It’s a sign, I should stop buying stuff.