I am starting the tedious and very very long job of packing my life away. my bedroom is so messy and as this house is a DIY disaster it was already quite dusty, the dust is now all in the air and reminds me of when I was five and my mum and dad had velvet curtains and I would go into their bedroom on a Sunday morning to wake them up and would see loads of dust floating in the air in the crack in the curtains.
I have already found loads of old memory-type-stuff, including a diary from 2004 and a diary from 2003 ("wow, so, i just started my period. how weird!") and many embarrassing photos.
I'll miss this bedroom a bit.