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Hello, from a totally empty apartment.

Well, not totally. But only very small pockets of resistance
stand in the way. Soon every last scrap of my life in this apartment
will be gone.

The cats don’t much like it, either. They patrol from room to room,
wondering where everything went—and why.

I’m cleaning the rest of the food out of the fridge, and for some
reason it’s very sad. Maybe it’s just that everything is very
sad today, but there’s something that’s getting to me about throwing
away mostly-full jars of salsa and unused packets of Carnation Instant
Breakfast.

And I hate when things are over / There’s so much left undone.