The procress of taking all of your world crud and cramming it into little boxes and toting it all to another place. The stress of growing new roots and trying to not make the same mistakes again. I like the challenge but hate the logistics. Dredging up all those buried emotions about past events. Trying to keep all this too in the appropriate boxes. The boxes are getting organized.
Goodnight
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