Charlotte. Back in my home. It's funny how much it feels like home, especially since I've lived out of two bags for a month and half. My old "home" is really just my parents house now, and even though I grew up on the bunk beds they put back in my room after I stole all my other furniture for down here, it didn't feel like my room anymore.
As excited as I am to be back in Charlotte (after a mere 14 hours in the car starting at 5 am), I've encountered a few problems:
- My phone is dead- maybe this doesn't seem like that huge of an issue except that...
- My charger is missing- okay, that complicates things a little more, but why don't I use my car charger?
- My car is about 2500 miles past its oil change. Whoops.
Oh well. I need to tame this explosion of things that is in my room right now. I hate unpacking.
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