Packing up my room and sorting my life into bags and boxes is both entertaining and surreal. Since I'm going to be gone for a couple of years, it's bizarre thinking about what is worth keeping for when I get back, what I should take, and what can be donated. Forces me to think about my future a little more than I usually do. Although going through my room has allowed me to reminisce too... high school yearbooks are always entertaining, as are all the movie stubs, birthday cards, pictures, and knickknacks I seem to keep in my possession years later.
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