boxes

I forgot how much I love mandarin oranges. Not only is peeling them in once piece the most satisfying feeling in the world, the fruit itself is delicious. And there is something about natures neat little compartmentalization that really gets me. Compartmentalization. A friend here told me that was the best way to deal with conflicting emotional issues: put things into different mental boxes instead of trying to attack everything at once. However, while I much rather eat neat little mandarin half moons then deal with the messiness of a whole orange, I can’t say I agree that compartmentalization is the way to go. This does not make all that much sense, but its something I have been thinking about a lot lately. While dealing with everything at once can be overwhelming, sometimes it is the best way because once you actually deal with the issue it is done, instead of being stuck with lots of unopened boxes. And speaking of unopened boxes, my moving attempt is failing at the moment. I am leaving for Stockholm tomorrow morning and am not quite packed, nor have I yet cleaned out my apartment. I think I am so reluctant to pack up because while I am very excited to live in a new neighborhood with an awesome roommate, I am going to miss my place very much. The reason I am going to miss my apartment so much is because it was the crash pad for many of my good friends who will not be joining me at school come January. Which is quite triste (Sorry had to through in a French word somewhere). HOWEVER, while I am sad that they are going, my first term here has been made pretty amazing by their presence. I am excited that these friendships do not need to go into compartments that will never be reopened, because many of them live in Europe so I will be visiting them next term, and as for the Americans, I have a feelings things will work themselves out. STOCKHOLM TOMORROW! My first northern European experience.