Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Besides the pictures lining two walls and the sheets on my bed, this is everything I own.
It's my little closet full of stuff.
And I like it.
On the toppest shelf are 5 bottles of wine and three suitcases, two cans of tennis balls and a hat from a friend. On the far right of the second shelf is The White Album, in vinyl. It's my luxury item. Hanging from the rod are both of my tennis rackets, my clothes, and an American flag. My school supplies are in the plastic, and my shoes compile most of the mess.
It's neat to know that I can live off of so little. I bet my parents are glad too, as knowing that I can live off of so little means that I'll come home and throw everything else I own away, thus freeing up heaps of space in their garage.
But soon, when I pack all that you see into three luggage cases, I know that I will miss my little closet...