12.2.14


Right now I’m up to my neck in packing boxes and feeling a bit like I’m squatting in my own apartment.
Taping up all the trappings of my life and wondering where the hell I’m even going to send them when my lease ends.
Another address I’ll forget in another city I’ll leave behind in another year I’ll feel like I wasted.

Just another in a long list of places that I never knew how to make home.

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