I used to love the days of new adventure..I guess I still do but in a different way. My upcoming move will be the seventh time in the past ten years that I've picked up and moved and I don't find myself that excited about the process anymore.
I am sick of packing. I am sick of creating a whole new social circle for myself over and over. I am sick of job hunting. I am sick of missing people.
Along with the adventure of every move comes huge hassles....maybe I'm getting old or maybe I just no longer believe.
Either way, I think I'm over it.
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