With a lease signed and monies sent off, I no longer feel the dread of not knowing where i may be within a month. Instead I look about my apartment and can only think of what i could be missing.
The checklist begin. Suitcases and boxes are slowly replacing my living room, and only a white bed reminds me that this same place is what I once called home and laid my head down.
But as it goes...I never really found a place that I call home.
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