you own a never-ending amount of stuff, but also your life looks impossibly small packed away in a finite number of boxes.
and then, when you’re finished with the packing (already so intensive!), you have to accomplish the equally draining feat of a deep clean, which makes you feel utterly incompetent around the most basic of tasks.
and then, you have to drive and move all the boxes of your life to a whole other place and open them all up and figure out how your life is going to look once again, with the understanding that you have to complete this process again within 1-4 years.
Sisyphus I understand you. 0 stars.
