Three days until the move. I am essentially packed. Well, if you count having everything stacked in the front hallway as packed, then I’m ready to go.
I am leaving so many things behind. In lab the other day I was feeling sad over this when a classmate laughed, “You know what you won’t miss?”
“What is that?”
“The clam chowder. You won’t miss the clam chowder here one bit.”
He is right. I am leaving many things and going toward so many more. Forward. It is a good direction.
