I hate packing. I don't hate it necessarily because packing = change. I hate packing, because it means going through everything you own. Yes, everything. It is incredible the amount of... stuff... can be accumulated without even realizing it. There's the normal stuff... clothes, bedding, furniture, towels, dishes, etc... and for me, books. How on earth did I come to own so many books?? And going through the boxes... yes, boxes... of the books I owned, I realized that I don't even remember buying or coming to possess most of them. Where did they all come from?? You're guess is as good as mine... One of the worst things about packing is the inevitable decision making of what to keep and what to throw away or sell. I'm a bit of a hoarder... I don't like
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