Packing TIME!

It's the packing season already?! Geez... I haven had enough of my holidays.... Ok I know I know. More than 3 months is a tad bit too long of a holiday without working and so so... I'm getting the lazy bones. Ok I know I know. I never had the hard work bones either. Don't need to be that honest, 'kay? geez...
I think I'm gonna pack my whole closet if I keep squashing everything in. Guess I'm going to leave something behind... something physical and mental too. that's going to be hard, isn't it? Should I keep my old self here or pack it over too? I'm afraid to leave something that's precious to me and develop another self that I don't even recognize myself. So it's still ok to keep some of myself and pack them in me, right?
That's funny. I'm listening to Temporary Home by Carrie Underwood right now. This song quite suit the feelings now.
"This is my temporary home. It's not where I belong. Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through. This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going. I'm not afraid because I know this is my temporary home."