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Normally, I am able to pinpoint how I feel and then talk myself in loops around it. My mother is putting the house on the market next week. So in 8 short days, not only will there be fallen leaves to greet me but also a lovely brown and gold Century21 FOR SALE sign on my front lawn to greet me when stepping off the bus after work. Brown and gold so clash with our cute little greyish Cape. So now I have to clean my room. The only room I�ve ever been able to call mine for more than a couple of years. I have to give my room the appearance that it�s been unlived in and it loves it. And I must admit that there is nothing so depressing about my life as how often I�ve had to erase traces of myself from places. And I know you�re all saying, �But Andi� you plan on moving in January. You�d have to pack anyway. And aren�t you just thrilled that your mother is moving towards her goal? Can�t you just be a little be less of a baby about this?� This has been the only home that I�ve really known. And it seems that it�s being ripped out, from the very foundation beneath me. . How Rude! - Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2004 - 12:16 PM One small step but no giant leap. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003 - 11:17 AM Where's George? - Thursday, Sept. 25, 2003 - 12:48 PM |
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