April 2010
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Apr 17th
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I envy the two suitcase man; I have long aspired but never succeeded in becoming him. It is moving day. I have so much crap. I don’t even buy it for myself. I didn’t even know I had all these pants in ugly shades and detailing. Thanks, mom. I want to burn it all. Burn it all.
Apr 17th
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Apr 17th
A few days later, having found my bag in Hoboken, I worked out (if only for a short while — baby steps) at the NYSC on 38th and 8th. Nevermind the unnecessary and decadent meals in between. Even just 20 minutes of cardio is a start.
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Apr 12th
After a wonderful weekend, a horrible and forgetful morning. Left one of my bags on the train to Hoboken when I transferred at Secaucus. Contents include car keys, lunch, gym clothes, and work binders. I’d planned on kicking off my new healthy life with a workout today. Maybe that can still happen at the NYSC in Hoboken, but I am supremely annoyed with myself. Updates to come, I’m...
Apr 12th
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