We are moving from one tiny Manhattan apartment to another, tinier apartment a few dozen blocks away.
As much as I am trying to find the charm in packing my belongings into cardboard boxes and throwing out the less-treasured possessions, this effort feels a bit forced. After traveling all summer, there's nowhere I'd rather be than in my own place, and even that seems like an impossibly large project to undertake the week before classes start.
At least there's some fun in spackling the walls, right?
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