Packing away my stuff to move into my new residence. Everyone is gone. Most of them have gone back to their home or probably travelling.i have moved into my new tiny room.
Hopefully, my room mates are quiet.
I am sharing my dorm with males as well.... I hope everything goes smoothly.
Moving makes me realize how much comfort and stability my old residence have given me.
Watching people leave makes me a bit homesick yet I still firmly believe not going home is the right choice for me now.
I haven't been so obsessed with overeating recently.
I am so alive. I can literally feel it in my hands. These realization kicks into my stability. No wonder human clings on to cycles.... Once somethinf dramatic happens in order to move on to next stage of life, we must simply become busy trying to go back to the old cycle again.