the beginning of the end

I felt like I needed a picture of my apartment, as it was going to the last time it was "complete". I packed up most of my things and my parents are taking them home. It's stuff I don't really need, but it's hard to say good-bye. Good-bye to my things, the beginning of saying good-bye to my apartment, my first home, and eventually, good-bye to the city where it all started.