In 6 weeks time, I'll be moving out of the place I've called home for the past 15 months.
In the lead up to December, I've done quite abit of spring cleaning.
I found met tickets dating back to 1997, receipts for random purchases and even bank statements pre-2000. Never thought to be one who hordes things, I amused myself for hours just sorting through what needed to go, what needed to stay and what deserved a (hopefully) loving second home.
Pictures of myself during uni days (gah! shock, horror!), memories of weekend getaways with close friends, images of lost and new found friendships.
It took me awhile but I finally put all of my stuffed toys (save 3) into the bags. It should've been much easier then what it was, I'm 25 for godsake! It was time for them to go....
I stood at the hallway and mentally crossed things out in the house to be given away, it's liberating to know that I'm finally on my way to ending one long chapter of my life and embarking on a new one.
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