It's that time of year again - when I pack to go back to school and realize that I have entirely too much stuff. I was so proud of myself when I packed to come home too because I didn't bring that much. Well, apparently I acquired quite a bit in the 3 weeks I've been home. Too much. Now I have the task of trying to get it all to fit into my new luggage.
Why must I have so much stuff??
Today when I was running at the high school for the last time, I realized that tomorrow I'll be running in Waco. I'm not sure if that's supposed to make me happy or sad. I guess feeling both is acceptable. Why chose one over the other?