Away from home

by Jolyn Low

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The amount of crap I’m lugging to the hostel. Usually I try to pack light but I obviously failed this time round. Clothes enough to rotate over weeks in a little luggage check. Food. Soooooap check. All the damn study materials I’ll ever need check. I’m ready for war fyeah.

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On the down side, I’m leaving my little piece of heaven tonight. It feels so strange, like I’m moving away forever even though I really am not. It’s scary yet I welcome it in these tumultuous times. I’m going to miss this childhood bedroom. And my soft comforter and ugh my bed.

I wonder if I’d chicken out and leave. But I can’t really. Ready for the shit that’s gonna be thrown at me today!

I want to bring some more memorabilia such as my little elephant (I’m not superstitious or anything but it comforts me) from Cambodia. But I don’t have the room to spare at the moment. May all my stuff fit the small space there. Amen.

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