I was moving out of my current apartment with the help of my parents and one of my cousins. He wrote me a checklist on some 58mm thermal paper to configure my BlackBerry Curve 9320, insisting particularly on locking down various options.

My black shoulder bag was incredibly dusty, and I do not remember anyone doing anything with the cardboard boxes.

I woke up at 8. My parents had already left, and my cousin was still there. We hurried up to go get a train. Well, I hurried up, but my cousin showed no sign of worrying over the time and I didn’t know what time the train was supposed to depart.