Encased in a mountain of boxes and surrounded by bare walls, I find myself with the last of my unpacked items. Given all the junk we seem to accumulate through the years, I think that the last items we pack probably say the most about us, as the thought of going without them for even just a day is an unbearable burden.
My remaining unpacked items: a bottle of wine, a cork screw, my laptop, and the clothes on my back.
I think that says I'm a computer nerd with a drinking problem. Yep, sounds about right.
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