I feel like I will never finish packing! I am just throwing everything away at this point. I don't need all this shit and will be pissed when I get to NYC and realize I have no room/need for it. I need to keep trashing stuff so I can be lean and streamlined. Much like how my body and life should be.
Looking back on my move here, I can say I am in better shape that I used to be, relatively healthier, smarter, a better writer, and in better financial shape. I am more responsible and happier for the most part. I don't obsess over my weight nearly as much as I used to (surprising seeing how insane I am right now)
On a sadder, but related note my new pants are all too tight. Like I can't zip them up. So I need to get back to watching what I eat again.
8:30 a.m. - 2011-08-18
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