Meeting Xelona

In which I once again aim to prove that smart people are the stupidest people

Four days ago I finished packing up my apartment in Providence. I put a third of my belongings on the curb, half of them in storage, and the remaining handful into the ambulance that I now live in. I don’t know whether this is the dumbest thing I’ve ever done or the best one, but that seems to be the story of my life. So let’s just call it the latest th…