I find funemployment to be chaotic.
Not the sitting on the couch wasting house away watching Return to Fat Camp or John Tucker Must Die (which I freely admit that I did) or the lazy phone calls you take from this girl about her owl business.
But the actual packing/moving/stressing about shit/having job interviews/flying across the country (5 times since April 7th. 5 cross country flights) is chaotic.
I think that amidst the chaos, I don't want to pack. I want to magically start my life somewhere else without dealing with the crap here. It's like closing a chapter of your life and you have to go through everything that you've acquired in the last 4 years and sort it. And trash it. And be done with it.
But inevitably, packing must occur. I think I'll start with my monster bag collection.
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