I will miss this apartment. I have such trouble with moving, especially when its from a place that is known by those closest to me as the "haven". :) It really is a beautiful apartment. Or rather, I made it beautiful. I made it my own, more than anywhere else I've lived. But now that I think about it, Ive been more "my own" than any other time before, in my living here. Direct influence of said apartment as part of the reason is to be determined.
I am excited to move. My new apartment is about as close as I am going to get to perfect. But I had some very special memories here. Good and bad. They all flow together anymore.... But I would rather be here than anywhere else. And unfortunately the anywhere else was taking me further from here. So I decided that the I would go to the anywhere that is occupying the majority of my time, and make life all the more easy.
It is the right choice to move, but I have been dreading it for months. The inevitable. And now, in the last month of my stay here, I would be lying if I said I wasn't anxious to move into the new apartment, I am filled with a slight sorrow each time I am home. It is a new season, a new home, and I am probably making more out of this that it deserves. But it is how I feel, and I've been working on acknowledging those pesky feelings more and more. So please indulge me. :)