Shh, shh, shh. It'll be alright.

I think I boxed up nearly 15 boxes worth of stuff from my room today. The good news? I managed to watch nearly all of season 1 of Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles while doing it. The even better news? Both bookcases in my room are now empty. I kept out half a dozen books for me to read between now and when I unpack (will that be enough?) but all the other books are packed and stacked. I also corralled all my knickknacks. That was downright terrifying.

I have a lot of stuff. And it multiplies like bunnies when I'm not looking. I'm a little afraid that when I open those boxes I'm going to have even more things. An explosion of things. It's going to be crazy!

I'm tired. I think I'm going to head off to bed. Later.