Packing for a move is theraputic… going through old things, discarding some, keeping others for sentimental reasons… laughing at fashion choices (and wondering why in the world I still have some clothes from high school that I never wear).
Oh look! Vintage (?) Golden Fiddle tee! Totes going in the sentimental t-shirt storage box.
Sidenote: boozy brunch in which you can come to my apartment and take things coming soon. Details to come!