as I get ready to move from the place I’ve lived by myself (for the first time ever) for around 3 years, I’m letting myself feel the sadness of leaving what has been my home.
An era is concluding; I’ll never again lie on this couch and play games, or sit on this porch, and so on.
Many good times. But predominantly, very lonesome. Long years I’m proud to have survived.
I’m moving in with two loved ones: a human and a cat. I feel welcome there. Going to make my new space a better home if I can
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