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Packing

I'm not sure how many times in the last 5 years I have moved, but the number is out of control. Every year in college I moved. And since college not only have I moved from apartment to apartment, but from country to country. I've lived on 4 different continents in the last 3 years and the longest stretch I've had in any living situation was last year in Glenside with Liz. (By the way, I think this is one of the big differences between Jason and I: my life is a lot of instability and he is all stablity!)
So, after 6 months here in New York, I am packing up my things to move back to Philly. I won't move for another week, and I really don't own much, so why am I starting so early? Well, I love packing. It is probably one of my favorite things to do. I like getting all my stuff organized, and getting rid of the extra stuff I don't need. And I love seeing how little I own. I'm not sure why, but I love the feeling of being able to hold all that I own on my back. I think these days of minimalism are coming to an end. I think the season of life I am entering will involve owning more things than I ever have before. I might even own some furniture some day.
I say this all with a smile on my face.
For now though, I will enjoy this time of packing. I will enjoy being able to fit all of my things in a van. In the past, the lack of stability in my life has made me stay away from places like IKEA, places where I might go and want to bring home things that can't fit in my backpack. This season though, I think I might allow myself to wander IKEA, to consider buying things for the home. Maybe even some furniture. <3

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