This is the umpteenth time I’ve had to pack my entire life up into boxes and bags in the past year. I will probably do a post for my one-year anniversary of my arrival in Oxford (it’s exactly a week away!!!), but right now just feels more like it than I expected. and I will never ever like having to pack and unpack and pack and unpack. but it is awfully nice to go to those places I have to pack and unpack for. It’s so worth it. I guess packing up all the things I accumulated while abroad (that now occupy my living space here) is reminding me of all that, and it makes packing all the more bearable.
but enough of me complaining about packing. Now I must go do it.