packing my stuff reminds me that I'm a FOREIGNER..and this is life as foreigner..Packing the whole room every year. I hate it!!!! How many more times I have to pack and shift my stuff here and there?
Packing my stuff reminds me that I don't have a HOME.
I guess that's why I hate packing. It's not about the 'art' of squeezing all stuff to one (?) suitcase. It's about realizing how I have to let go lots of things (a.k.a throwing rubbish), it's about being aware that I'll keep moving, keep moving, and keep moving.
Sometimes it's just so tiring not-to-have-a-home.
Packing my stuff reminds me that I don't have a HOME.
I guess that's why I hate packing. It's not about the 'art' of squeezing all stuff to one (?) suitcase. It's about realizing how I have to let go lots of things (a.k.a throwing rubbish), it's about being aware that I'll keep moving, keep moving, and keep moving.
Sometimes it's just so tiring not-to-have-a-home.
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