Sometimes there is so much joy in moving. You're going to a new place, get to go through all the things you have to figure out what you really want or need and what is garbage. Its a cleanse. But obviously there are bad things. The people that you're leaving behind, the place you're leaving that had so many memories, and of course, the place you called home for so long. When it comes down to it, I'm so excited to move just because I'll be at my aunts house for the rest of the summer until convocation. No one is convenient to me anymore - lets me kinda find out who is willing to go out of their way to see me and keep in contact with me. I guess its also a semi wake up call for me as well. I guess we'll really see how everything goes...
ps. SO happy that there's a treadmill at my aunts house. What would i do without exercise equipment for a month!!??
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