Moving Out III

Published in Misc - 1 min to read

Moving is incredibly exhausting, to me anyway. It seems to cover every single type of exhaustion; physical from hauling a seemingly endless stream of boxes up and down stairs, mental from having to work out how to do everything in the minimum necessary number of car journeys and the Tetrisesque boot-packing that follows, and emotional from reliving all the memories you made in your former home, while coming to terms with the fact that you won’t be making any more there.

I’ve not yet seriously considered settling down somewhere, but right now I can most definitely see the appeal of moving once and then never again.

See other posts in the Moving Out series