I am currently getting ready to curl up in my folding butterfly chair to go to sleep. Why a butterfly chair? Because it is the only piece of furniture left in my apartment and it lifts me off the floor and thus away from any roaming spiders (I had another run in with a huge one yesterday and won't be taking any chances). It's actually relatively comfortable. I took a long nap in this very position earlier and it was quite refreshing.
So anyway, the packing saga is finally over. Everything except two suitcases and two small containers (books and toiletries) is gone. Tomorrow morning I will do a final run through to make sure nothing gets left, throw out the last bag of trash, return my keys and parking pass and drive off into the sunset (ok, up the east coast).
It's very strange to be leaving after four years here, especially after barely leaving this place during the last two. I can't really believe that tomorrow I'll be putting 7 hours between myself and the south and that I'll never be here again for any length of time. I'm trying to stay positive - I know I'll be seeing my friends from college soon and I know we're all planning to come back for homecoming in the fall. But still, this is the end of an era. It's weird to look back and say, "that was college." And to think that when somebody asks me about it, I'll now be talking in past tense.
But you know what they say, all good things must come to an end. Let's just hope what starts tomorrow is just as good.