sigh

Three more days. Three more days and she, once again, have to move south, back to the city in a car packed with 3 boxes, a huge luggage bag and a few new racks to be assembled. This time, she is no longer overly excited or anxious or nervous, as she has done this before. This time, it's a mixture of anticipation and inertia caused by too much comfort.

She had developed a routine throughout the last three months she spent at home. A routine that is rather unproductive yet promising of satisfaction. She had grown to appreciate lethargy and thought that this quietness wasn't mundane, but a blessing, a blessing that she will not have the privilege to enjoy after 25th August 2014. Call her lazy or dull, she will still be dreading to step up a notch and get back into the fast lane. Life is too hasty there, and barely anybody has time to catch their breath, let alone relish the view.

Nonetheless, there is still excitement waiting at the other end. People to reunite with, a whole other community to return to, and a new one to be established. She would seal the previous chapter shut and kickoff a whole new one, one that almost (supposedly) leads right to her future (the one most people are expected to mean when they say 'future').

Having absolutely nothing to do or a full schedule occupied by events and fun, people would obviously choose the latter. She can't even seem to understand why is there hesitation for her.