I packed up half my books last night and sent them to my parents house. It is the first step I have taken towards jumping ship. Although this is supposed to fill me with excitement about the prospect of flight and the glamour of foreign lands, all I feel is sadness to be parting with my books. I am a stuff person. Ahh glorious glorious stuff. I love things. Trash and treasure beats clean lines and minimalism any day.
Photos found at The Selby.
Why exactly, in my current state, I visited a site of beautiful homes filled with different things I am uncertain.
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