I don't like the packing up aspect of moving. As I sat on the floor taking all these things that cluttered my home and made it a comforting structure to me and putting them in newspaper and on top of one another in boxes. I thought this is like taking the home out of a structure. There is less home here for me now then there was before. I now spend time thinking of those objects all folded away from my eyes. I feel worried for their safety for they are all so fragile. Though I never knew of their existence, they all were packed away by me. We became acquainted and connected and I can still feel them.
I hope moving in is soon so I can take them all out of their nice little packaging like fresh presents.
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