"My life in boxes" was the name of the first blog I ever made. And that title is still appropriate to this day. It was inspired by the fact that at the time that I made it I was procrastinating packing up my room for yet another move. This was sophomore year of high school I believe, and I'm 21 now, a junior in college and I'm still packing. Different move, same story.
Moving is always weird. It's so exciting to be moving to a new place and getting to set up my new place but it's also always hard to leave behind a place where I once lived. It doesn't matter how short I've stayed there or how crappy of a place it is. It's somewhere where I've made memories and it's hard to leave that behind.
I'm also kind of in a weird stage of life where I feel a bit homeless at times. I have my home with my parents, but I'm only there two weeks out of the year and at this point almost none of my stuff is there. What keeps that as my home is that my family is there but other than that I really have no connection with that town or house anymore. My other home is Blacksburg where I've spent the majority of my time for the past three years. But each year I've spent in a different dorm or apartment so I never really get permanently set up. And I know that I'm going to be leaving here in two years so it doesn't really feel like home to me. Just an in between. My third "home" is Albany. Albany is where I spend almost all my time when I'm not in Blacksburg. It also kind of feels like my future home since that is where I'll probably end up living in the future. So right now I don't really have a place to put down my roots and create a life. I'm just stuck in between.
This is a short and kind of personal post so I'm sorry, but I've been crazy busy with packing and finals. I promise I'll post more fun stuff once finals are over.
What is your favorite and least favorite thing about moving? xoxo Natalie
Natalie. 23. Mechanical engineer. Mining and Minerals Engineering graduate from Virginia Tech. I love pugs, pink, nail polish, and Netflix.