I've been thinking a lot today about our move.
Things are lining up very nicely and I am really looking forward to a fresh start in Sweden.
It's been so freeing to shed all of the stuff I just don't need, or can replace later if I do need it.
It's been overwhelming to see how much art and writing and pictures I have saved throughout the years.
It's also been happy and sad. I see things from Scott when we first started dating. I see things I wrote that I am surprised now to see how relevant it is.
I have this feeling in the pit of my stomach. I'm not sure how to describe it. It's familiar, like hunger.
Am I scared? Yes.
Is that going to stop me? No.
