About 6 months after the first piece of graffiti popped up, this one suddenly appeared.
Last night I couldn't sleep because I was mentally packing my back pack. I want to pack everything that I want to keep and take it to Alabama during this home leave. Then next summer I will give everything else away and will be free of possessions so I can bike to Beijing, Shanghai, or Hong Kong and fly out of that city.
This morning I packed up my winter clothes plus the African and Vietnam ones. They all fit in the sleeping bag bottom part of the big pack. My closet is still full because I have a lot of clothes that are worn out and stretched out. They probably will last one more winter.
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