Shit. Don't update much. Joseph is reading to me from "Foolish Words". He helped me out hardcore-style this evening in getting the old carpet scraps that had been sitting in the bombshelter for 5 years rolled and taped up, ready to be thrown away or donated to goodwill.
Cleaned a lot in a casual exchange for my dad buying me some freakishly awesome headphones. They will rock the house. Also, got a small bird sculpture, which I am super psyched about.
But I don't need so many things. Or maybe I only need beautiful or amazingly functional things. Perhaps there will be categories of things I can buy.

I don't make much sense. I'm getting tired, and tomorrow some more cleaning.
And a ton of packing!
For Interlochen!
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