packing up...

Just finished packing my life as I knew it in neat boxes… sealed and labeled… destination marked… fragile tag attached… waiting now just to be taken away…
Waiting now to be re-opened by eyes that look at me with wonder… waiting to see the smile and feel me smile back… to be pieced again…

And I can’t help think about what happens if pieces go missing… will there be gaps that no one will know about… sometimes I almost wish I could lose that one box… to feel like you’re walking in with no excess baggage.. just the bare minimum to piece yourself together…