The End

Boxes finally arrived.
Couldn't believe it's been three months since we squeezed everything in.
Moving them from old place to the new place.
And now this place. This place is even more unfamiliar to them.

Music is finally coming out from my speakers.
I can finally refer to my books and notes.
I can finally hug my nemo.
Hangers in my closet no longer enough.
I can finally file my chambering petition.

But no. I am not happy.
Things are all taken out but I don't know where they belong.
Just like I don't know where I belong either.

Unpacking is heartbreaking
Things are back
It also means I have nothing left but memories

It also means this chapter officially ends.