Today was the big day, I was finally moving. Moving away from this town, this city, this place. However, it seemed to be one of the hottest days of the summer. This day felt as if it would never end. The endless packing, the overwhelming cardboard boxes stacked across the dark stained wood flooring. I ended up making three piles; keep, trash, and donate. When cleaning I came across a lot of old memories, the memories of old schools and family trips. It seemed like I was just throwing away my life, who I was, where I went. But at the same time I was becoming a new person, someone different. Moving to me is just a chance to start over. Which is the exact reason why I want to move.
