MoViNg...

... is always a little nostalgic. It doesn't matter if you haven't really stayed in a place for that long (only a couple of years) but still, it becomes what you know, what you recognize as your home, your room... the order of your furniture and the corner where this or that is...
Now it is all almost empty, most things are trapped inside boxes... and in a few days I'm going to walk inside this room and find it completely empty, with no one trace left that reminds me I used to live in it.
*SIGHS*
I hate moving...