I'm packing up all my clothes today. Finally getting started with this moving process. I found a few boxes in my dads basement yesterday morning and woke up today and started to work. As any of my friends would tell you, I am not at all excited about this move. The reason why becomes more and more apparent to me the more I pack all my things. I took down all my picture frames displayed on my wall. I sat down for a second to look at all the pictures and thought of all the memories I've had here. The gatherings we had, the music that was written. The cocktails I made and the conversations I've had. I made this space, "MY" space. And now I was leaving it for good to go start memories in a new place. But sadly... I don't think they'll ever compare.
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