So I'm in the middle of moving.
Yeah. It's official. I'm actually moving out.
At the beginning of next month I'm off from the Corridor and on to the Collective.
I'm sorting my life into labelled boxes and I'm not entirely certain what these boxes say about me. Most of them just say "Books" right now. Little by little the room I've spent the last 2,5 years of my life in is emptying. Hopefully, I'll like things a lot better at the Collective. You know, with people I've made an active choice to live with and weren't just stuck with.
Yaaay, go me!