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July 29, 2017
Cleaning out my room in preparation for the move. I told myself I wasn't going to take much, but now that I really look at it, there is so much that I need and/or want to take and/or have to take. It's kind of madness. You accumulate so much stuff in your lifetime, most of it stuff that ends up getting thrown away when you're dead because there is no real value to it, only fake value that you attribute to it for sentimental reasons. 

Finally managing to burn some songs onto a USB drive to listen in the car!