Today, I have officially become a hobo.

     I am a collector. Though, a better word to describe me is a hoarder. It could be anything: clothes, papers, games, etc. In today's case, it was clothes.

     When Panda and I decided to go to Smiley Face Shop, I noticed a gray sweater on the ground of the desolate garage floor as we drove down. I wanted to check it out, but we agreed that if it were still there by the time we got back, I would take it. Well, three hours later, it was there.

     So we park the car in the middle of the driveway, I go out and pick up the sweater, and bring it back in the car with me. I don't think I have ever hit rock bottom to the point that I would bring myself to pick up a potentially diseased article of clothing to keep for myself...until today...

     To be fair though, it was a pretty good looking sweater, Panda and I decided to just share it since we couldn't figure out if it were meant for a man or woman. Life is taking an interesting turn while living here in Storm's End.



Sincerely,
An Asian