mound of emotions

it's weird to be packing my stuff. the stuff that's been here in this place for three years. the longest my stuff has stayed in one place since childhood. it's weird to hold in my hands all these things that i've acquired. flashes of the last three years good and bad, they're all here again, being brought back to the surface. this is why i think change is so important. challenge yourself. step away from your norm. there is so much we hide from ourselves. without change we just keep piling things up...we don't even realize the mound of emotions we're riding on top of. i feel all stirred up inside. there is no other way to describe it. it's like the pit in my stomach, that i didn't even realize was there, is movin' around and workin' it's way out. it'll all work out.