This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at Framingham chapter.
As a senior, this year felt different when moving out. The goodbyes meant something more and everything felt more permanent. Here are a few emotions that happened to me within the course of moving out:
Looking at all my stuff wondering how I’m going to move it all by myself
Navigating the staircase one last time
Staring at my empty room wondering where I go from here
Knowing that I am immediately moving back home
Making three trips home to fit everything in the car
Successfully not breaking anything