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The luggage.

I don't look at my room too hard on working days.I pick up things I need and I just leave the room.I know exactly where I keep them so I never have to search for them besides mom is not around here to clean after me,yes it still happens.
Every now and then I take one long look at my room and I know I have to clear things out.In a consumer culture like the UK every week comes with it's waste.
I go through my dressing table,clean my combs,segregate my finished and finishing products,old toothbrushes which have seen better days-room fresheners which have evaporated,paper labels of new stuffs I have picked up,My toiletries also go through a strict vetting process.
I go through my clothes ,segregate the ones I don't wear,from the ones I need every now and then.I go through my store cupboard and throw away labels and carriers of things that are about finishing.
I clean my study table of last weeks junk I have knowingly or unknowingly picked up which could be receipts,papers,coins,pens of all shapes and sizes.
I go through my tuck corner and chuck the dried flowers,fruit containers,sometimes,peels away as well.
Every now and then ,I hesistate.that is when I tuck it away in one corner incase I need it later.
Then I have the suitcase I brought in with me when I came over which is being filled up with small gifts,it also goes through a very strict screening.
I have my expensive guitar,basic lap-top and a basic kindle.
All said and done,I am happy with the progress I have made so far.My baggage home should be lighter than the one I carried here.
Not to forget,I still carry my broken samsung galaxy phone.I did try to change the cover but the shop assistant very politely informed me that the model I held was not sold in Britain anymore!
The last time I came to Britain I had a nokia 1100,a tough phone which used to break into six different parts whenever it used to drop from my hand-it served it's purpose though.Me and my telephones!

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