The drinks were all gone. I had many pleasant encounters with all the right people. Not without remorse, I put my empty coffee can into the wet plastic bag. My worldly riches were suddenly diminished, but the many greetings I had with friends today were pleasant. The drinks were a good excuse to talk to each of them. 

I remembered vaguely- something that Chen had told me to do. I was to set up, which sounded simple, but those two words put together described an action that included many smaller actions that were all extremely and equally important to one another and to me. 

The room was, first and foremost, dark. I fumbled for a light switch, and then, like birth, a room appears before my eyes. It is cramped, and cluttered with items that seemed to only hinder the setting up I needed to do. 

Setting up may seem boring, but I assure you, it is anything but! I tossed the plastic bag with my empty coffee can (do you still remember that plastic bag?) into the trash (now you no longer need to remember that plastic bag with the empty coffee can. I shall also forget everything about that plastic bag, the coffee can that was in it, the relationship between the plastic bag and the coffee can, erasing it from memory.) And began to pick out other items that would soon make cozy with my plastic bag. (Wait, what plastic bag?)

With much rubbish cleared up, you could see the room a little better, and the room seemed to smile and say thankyou. It is good to set up. Many objects are more grateful for what you do for them than you think.