I've lived in a fantastic house all my life, in an idyllic place, free from crime, lots of nature, friendly people, etc. Now however my parents are selling the house, and we've got until February to pack up our stuff.
Right now I'm 21-years-old, and I'm on my way to move out anyways (haven't been able to afford it earlier because of school), but it sucks never ever getting to come back here again. There will also be quite a contrast living in a very calm, quiet place, moving to the heart of the city. I'm not used to that pace at all.
Has anyone had any experience in this? It feels pretty ridiculous getting so nostalgic and crap, but it sure sucks.
Right now I'm 21-years-old, and I'm on my way to move out anyways (haven't been able to afford it earlier because of school), but it sucks never ever getting to come back here again. There will also be quite a contrast living in a very calm, quiet place, moving to the heart of the city. I'm not used to that pace at all.
Has anyone had any experience in this? It feels pretty ridiculous getting so nostalgic and crap, but it sure sucks.
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