I'm moving into a new apartment on Friday/Saturday. It's always so strange packing up your life. It always puts me in a pretty depressed state. There's always so much I've wanted to do, and when I pack, I'm just reminded of all those goals and all that unused potential.
In an interesting turn of events, I found quite a few things from my time with Chris. A teddy bear, some notes, movie stubs... I threw everything away. I kept the only picture of us though. I'm not sure why I did either. Maybe as a reminder... though of what? No idea.
I've still got a lot to learn about love.
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