Now that I've finished my last exam, I feel justified in starting to think about going back to Toronto. I'm going back for three weeks in July and since I have no idea where I'll be in September, I'm using the trip to bring back all sorts of crap that I a) will have to bring back anyways, if I come back to Toronto for good, or b) will not be able to take with me if I go to Brussels, Prague or Budapest and won't need if I stay in London. I just packed up books in the box my printer came in and thankfull, they all fit. Unfortunately, they also weigh a fucking ton. I really really really don't want to think about what it'll cost to send to Toronto; even sent surface mail, it's going to be horrifying. I'm staring at a huge stack of printed articles, probably a foot tall, and have no idea what to do with them all. Keep them? They might be useful? Sometime?

It's very strange to have to cut down your belongings to fit into two suitcases. On the one hand, I'm enjoying purging and organising. On the other hand, it's a reminder that my life is so up in the air that I have to cut down my belongings to fit into two suitcases, because I could be headed in any number of directions. I've already started to pack clothes into a suitcase, clothes I know that I want to take back, bags I don't need, bits of pieces of paper and cards that I'm too nostalgic to throw away. Technically, I could just donate all of this stuff - but I won't. I can't bring myself to do it. I might not ever use/wear this stuff again, but I don't want to get rid of it. My personality really isn't suited to this sort of thing, I attach too much nostalgic value to useless, useless things. 

I just don't know how to break my life down into 20kg units.