I worked on setting up my room a little bit today. I keep not wanting to be in there, but I think this will help. It's nothing special.
b wants me to start taking more of my stuff so he's not my "storage unit," and I'm already panicking about where the hell Im going to put all my shit. It's been nice not to have so much crap. I'm thinking I'll end up throwing a bunch of it in the dumpster here, or giving it away. I haven't needed it, that means I don't need it ever.