I am ready to get out of here.  It will be a huge relief to rid myself of this place.  Over the past few years I've been stuck here, unable to move on, and it's landed me with lots of ghosts.  Hard decisions, horrible mistakes, painful guilt, and more.  Much of it has been clouded by time and happy events, but every once in a while an old ghost lingers in a corner or passes by me and I feel the sting again.
So begins the packing and the purging.  That is one thing I love about moving: you get to force yourself to go through all of your stuff and to get rid of so many things that are forgotten or unnecessary.
I'll always know that the ghosts are still here, but to physically remove myself from this will be magical, I'm sure of it.