mobiusstripper | On The Road Again

I am finally moving tomorrow, by which I mean in about four hours. I got a few good hours of sleep tonight, but now I am up and can't seem to get back to it, which is unfortunate because I have a seven-hour drive ahead of me with a cactus and a vocal, mentally ill cat in my passenger seat. It's been fun trying to scrub myself from this house. I plastered the place with Bernie 2020 stickers during a brief period of uncharacteristic optimism about electoral politics, and now I'm having to track down and remove them all. I also just rediscovered the giant burned portion of the living room wall that caught fire several years ago in a freak candle incident, which I covered with a book case and promptly forgot about. And the roommates have already bought out my security deposit. Maybe nobody will notice.