melts the sand so he can see the world outside

"yessum, that's a lot of crap." the inner voice is only confirming what i already knew at heart.

i started my packing finally. i remember the end of last summer, packing for school and it being terribly easy. i knew what i wanted to take, and the stuff that i ended up wanting but didn't initially bring, i got in subsequent trips home. but now, i have to fit all of it for going home.

it's not going so well, to say the least.

because i have a lot of crap.