Moving someone is not as fun as it was when I was younger. Moving always meant a new adventure; this move signaled an end to 17 years worth of events, happenings, adventures, and friendship.
It was sunny and 65 today; perfect golf weather, but instead my spouse moved out, officially now. Normally when someone I know moves it rains – which ensures a successful move – the sun threw me today. I haven’t figured out what that means yet. Maybe nothing.
So now I sit in my living room with my cat crawling all over me and dragging around my dog-faced slippers and he isn’t snoring in his chair. But I’m sure he’s snoring in his new chair in his new place, which is kinda comforting. And he has cockroaches, which is comforting in an odd way. I’m laughing when I say this – glad it’s not me.
Instead, I have the killer toothache and I’m such a pansy about going to the dentist I’ll be in suffering stupendous pain before I even pick up the phone to make an appointment. Hello, Mr. Root Canal. Just how I want to spend my winter break – toothache hell.
Back to what I was saying: my life is moving on not in the original direction, but it’s still a direction. I’m going with the waves now – big ol’ life shattering, smashing, crashing, drowning waves.
It was sunny and 65 today; perfect golf weather, but instead my spouse moved out, officially now. Normally when someone I know moves it rains – which ensures a successful move – the sun threw me today. I haven’t figured out what that means yet. Maybe nothing.
So now I sit in my living room with my cat crawling all over me and dragging around my dog-faced slippers and he isn’t snoring in his chair. But I’m sure he’s snoring in his new chair in his new place, which is kinda comforting. And he has cockroaches, which is comforting in an odd way. I’m laughing when I say this – glad it’s not me.
Instead, I have the killer toothache and I’m such a pansy about going to the dentist I’ll be in suffering stupendous pain before I even pick up the phone to make an appointment. Hello, Mr. Root Canal. Just how I want to spend my winter break – toothache hell.
Back to what I was saying: my life is moving on not in the original direction, but it’s still a direction. I’m going with the waves now – big ol’ life shattering, smashing, crashing, drowning waves.
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