What I Learned Today...

Moving back home after six years is like literally moving back six years in time. I'm cleaning out my room right now because, frankly, it necessary if any of my stuff is going to ever fit in here. What have I found? 2004. I just found a folder from composition class my junior year in high school. I won't lie, I read them all before promptly throwing them in the giant black garbage bag that took four seconds to fill. Interesting. This process may actually eat my soul.