cleaning my highschool room

[seymouria]

is a cathartic experience. i want to remove all traces of myself from a place that looks like it has been buried under volcanic ash for four years and perfectly preserved as it was circa 2005.

i'm through the ethan layer and digging into the willlay/hunchy geolithic period. i hold on to the weirdest things.

dentist appt. tomorrow. i'm scurred. i hate the dentist. :( :( :(