I've spent the morning packing up my stuff so that I can move out to my new place. However, it's taken much, much longer than I anticipated. A big part of that is that I've delayed packing for a long time, thinking that it would be easy.
I'll miss my room. It's been my domain for 18 years now. But despite periodic reorganizations, sometimes the amount of junk -- stuff that is left over from grade school, high school, college -- just overwhelms me. I don't throw it all away (and I have thrown away a good deal of stuff) because of the memories. But then the memories confine me (or at least, all this junk is restricting my freedom of movement.) The best thing I can do is make a clean break.
The cycle begins anew.