I'm trying to pack.

First of all, I have a paucity of boxes here, which I will remedy soon.

Beyond that, I am finding that emotionally it's taking a toll.

Which is weird.

I mean, I moved out of a house that I lived in for much longer and which was far superior to this apartment in May. While the actual leaving was tough, packing was not.

Here, I'm sort of wandering around, trying to pick through things.

Somehow, not believing that I'm in the last few hours of living here, looking out and seeing the apartments across the pond.

Hmmmm.