listening: snow patrol and martha wainwright, set the fire to the third bar
I am not very good company tonight.
Nor a very good writer.
Thinking about moving and NAIT and courses and the municipal district of Greenview, number 16 and resolutions and resoluteness and love and good music and lists of all shapes and descriptions and eyes and the people they belong to and washing my scrubs and packing my clothes and how on Saturday I don't live here anymore and the new kitty and I am wrapping myself in blankets and wallowing in one last night of a relaxed state because the next three days won't have room for regular breaths, let alone deep ones.
Probably I should just say I will be back once I'm moved into Edmonton.
-rae
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