I’ll keep this short. I’m moving again. This time back to Utah. I really don’t like moving for many reasons. Packing and unpacking is such a chore. But more internally, I feel like every time I move, I leave a piece of myself behind.

Some of the feelings of a procrastinator are, “there is always time to do this tomorrow.” I think procrastinators especially hate moving because there are many things which cannot be done tomorrow, because tomorrow I won’t be here any more.

Other people hate moving just because they will miss what they’re leaving behind.

I have a long car ride ahead of me tomorrow, so I’ll have plenty of time to think about all of this. Maybe I will have further insights into the psychology of moving.

(Arriving in Provo hopefully around 7 or 8 on Friday)