exlovers

when you pack up the past years in a few boxes and a body bag. and then you look at it and you dont even know where all of your belongings will go, let alone where you are to go or roam. i wish i could take a photo and capture the sadness of a packed up room that felt this close to home. I shove my life in a suitcase for the next 8 weeks and then see where those weeks take me. an early goodbye to what people consider “normal life”.