Forty Eight days separate me from resuming my life in Saint Louis. Forty Eight. In the meantime, life in the MSP chugs along. My apartment continues to downsize. Things are finally making their way into boxes. I play video games. I watch a lot of Youtube. I don’t get fully invested in anything right now because it will soon need to be boxed up.
It still amazes me just how much stuff I accumulated in seven years. Speaking of, my seven year anniversary hits next week. It definitely hasn’t felt like seven years. I’ll randomly remember something from the past and think back to when it happened, put a year to it. Only then does it mildly freak me out.
Back to my junk, I’ve finally learned to divorce myself of the nostalgic attachment a lot of my stuff had over me. I’ve been donating and straight up trashing quite a bit of my past over the last few months, but I don’t regret it. I’ve always held on to the past without looking forward much. It’s been nice to finally switch that up.
The next month and a half is going to be crazy. I’ve taken care of so much, but there’s still so much to do before the end of April.