Moving

Over the last two days I have been packing up my belongings with a strange sense of melancholy. Taking my little sister's pictures off the wall, stuck on there with wads of blue sticki-tack - not real tacks, I was feeling a little sad to be leaving my first place. I'll get used to it. I hope to be moving around allot for the next few years. Home is where you hang your hat I guess. I am really looking forward to moving into the new apartment. It will be pretty empty - I am able to fit all my stuff into my car, but a simplistic, uncluttered environment is definitely not a bad thing! I think I'm gonna hafta find me a bed though.