Moving on

Why is it that moving, bridging that physical distance - be it to a new desk or a new house or a whole new city feels so easy, while moving on, emotionally is so much harder?

The nomadic ways

When something doesn't end the way you'd hoped it would - you feel like you won't miss it anymore. Now will I miss it or not, in actual fact, only time will tell.

A couple of days and a move is round the corner. Again. The cleaning and packing is due to begin.

Its the start of a new month. Already. The months are really flying, aren't they?