Cleaning, Packing, Worrying

I'm not very good at the first two but I excel at the third.

In preparation for my nearing flight to Spain I actually swept my room today. I'm not a very tidy person and I certainly don't relish a good dusting session, but there is something inherently satisfying about gathering enough of my own hair to craft a wig. A wig? Yes. Is that an unhealthy amount of hair to be losing? I'm gonna go out on a limb here and just say no.

No because that makes me feel better and No because then I won't google it as a symptom of Impending Doom.

Mainly No because I've got too many final exams to do right now and they're occupying the better part of my brain reserved for STRESSING OUT.

It's called prioritizing and I like it.

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