I hate moving. It always leaves me with this strange, lingering ache for quiet permanence. Makes you wonder about the kind of person who feels like an immediate, gentle anchor in a constantly shifting world. Someone who just is.
I hate movingI hate moving. It always leaves me with this strange, lingering ache for quiet permanence. Makes you wonder about the kind of person who feels like an immediate, gentle anchor in a constantly shifting world. Someone who just is. 🏡✨
I hate moving
