I'm in the process of packing it all up again to move back to Greece. This is quite wearing, having to move every year. But then I remember why I'm moving, and I feel a little better about the whole darn process.
I've been thinking all summer about Things I Love in Baltimore, and am compiling a list of what I'll miss. It's hard to be positive about this city, which has failed me again and again. I gave it a real shot this summer, and I still came out lagging. But there are many positive, hopeful things about Baltimore, and while I won't miss it next year, I may be just a little less anxious about eventually coming back.
But what I'm going to miss the most? My lovely home, of course. It doesn't look like this now - boxes strewn everywhere, piles of bags for Goodwill and the Baltimore Book Thing - but it will again someday.
I've been thinking all summer about Things I Love in Baltimore, and am compiling a list of what I'll miss. It's hard to be positive about this city, which has failed me again and again. I gave it a real shot this summer, and I still came out lagging. But there are many positive, hopeful things about Baltimore, and while I won't miss it next year, I may be just a little less anxious about eventually coming back.
But what I'm going to miss the most? My lovely home, of course. It doesn't look like this now - boxes strewn everywhere, piles of bags for Goodwill and the Baltimore Book Thing - but it will again someday.
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