miffy

I am perpetually in motion, constantly changing, always in transition.

I'm sitting in the center of my room looking at the mess I made with all the stuff my parents brought. A lot of it is useless stuff I wish wasn't here... things I need to get rid of. I'll clean it up tonight.. and tomorrow.. i think.


but even as I slowly unpack, I can't help but feel unsettled - like I should be moving somewhere. I wonder if I'll ever feel completely settled anywhere.