So as I locked my door for the last time, leaving the house mostly bare, and soul-less, it all felt surreal. I couldn’t imagine how I could/would ever leave this place, for good. The car-ride, injected with a playlist of emo music didn’t help either, but I was glad for the company.
Now I am officially home-less and unemployed, but it’s okay. I have you all. You made home what it was/is.
Off the NewZealand tomorrow for some time-out and some snow lovin’.
Be good! xoxo