…you realize, it is not just about moving your posessions to another place. Rather, you are changing your life. Completely.
You can recreate yourself, start over, jump to a different track, or maybe take a huge leap forward. Your and only your choice.
When moving, again, I feel like running out of time. Time of sorting material, time of saying goodbyes, time of doing things one last time.
Then, I realize, there is not always a need for a real end. If a box of winter boots stays by landlord and I don’t catch up with all the people I would like to, it gives me just a valid reason to come by sooner than later.
Still, at this point, it feels like everything is just starting. One doesn’t have to move a country to recreate him- or herself – changing the mindset is enough.