Cleaning Thoughts

I'll be moving out of my dorm in two weeks so I'm giving my half of the room a deep clean in preparation for having to lug all my shit back to LA, and it’s just dawned on me how much stuff I’ve accumulated in the past year. It doesn’t even feel like it’s been a full school year, maybe because my university is on the quarter system. And while I’m cleaning my own things out, I’m thinking about the people we lost last week, those six people whose families are having to pack up their children’s belongings to put into storage or give away. I thank God or the universe or whoever’s out there that my older brother (who goes to college with me) and my friends were all safe. It’s been hard to watch my fellow students try to recover from this. I still can’t believe I had to call my mom and tell her I was alive. Probably one of the most surreal things I’ve ever had to do. Then again, I’ll get to go home to her in two weeks. Some people weren’t so lucky.

Who knew that cleaning out old papers would make me so sad. Stay safe, guys.
June 1st, 2014 at 01:07am