homeward bound.
one of the hardest things i've ever had to do is pack up my entire life to come to college, now i'm sitting here packing it all back up to come home. i am admitting defeat. i tried & i failed so i'm coming back to lick my wounds until august when i will be sitting here again, typing about how much i hate having to pack everything i own in the most compact ways possible & have my life fit in the trunk of a car & ship myself back off to the north country. why do i have so much unless shit? i should probably throw away pretty much everything. i don't need any of it. & why do i have so much clothes? i wear the same two pair of pants every other day, i wear the same like five tee-shirts, the same two sweaters. yet, i have a closet over-flowing with garments, an over-stuffed dresser that i can't even shut the draws of. i am a salvation army goldmine, i really should just donate it all. right now. so i don't have to pack any of it. i give up. everything is getting throw into trash bags right now. goodbye burton sweatshirt with the felt bear, goodbye brand new pair of jeans that fit extremely awkwardly, goodbye fifteen different pairs of pajama's that i've owned since middle school... hello empty closet & less work for me.
all i'm really looking forward to is a hot bubble bath back in my own home, lighting several incense, brewing up a nice hot of delicous tea & never leaving that tub until my skin is so pruney it just falls off. that's all i need... & maybe some chinese food (because the chinese food up here is awful).
all i'm really looking forward to is a hot bubble bath back in my own home, lighting several incense, brewing up a nice hot of delicous tea & never leaving that tub until my skin is so pruney it just falls off. that's all i need... & maybe some chinese food (because the chinese food up here is awful).