Roomful of dust and a broom to sweep up

Not having stuff rocks. I moved today, and it took about two hours to pack everything and one taxi ride to move it. No boxes, no hernias, no self-loathing for possessing too many objects. No friends mad at me for having to help me move.

My old apartment had a gross kitchen, and was in a sort of boring neighborhood, and was too expensive for someone as unemployed as I currently am. So it was super convenient that my friend has a little extra room in his new apartment. Less convenient is that the little extra room doesn't have a bed yet but that will come, and, I guess you get what you pay for.