Is today my 5th day here? I have no clue, I feel like I've been moving boxes forever. My cold is getting worse but we seem to have almost everything but the furniture out of our house. As more and more of my parents things are unpacked at the new house, the more it seems like home, but in a different, cozier, quieter way.
I'm so busy with all this moving stuff that I haven't had time to call any of my friends who I normally spend time with. Somehow, that's okay. We've got a house to move. The life that was inside this house has been packed up, shared between boxes and our memories, but it's not here anymore. Maybe it's been gone for longer than I realized.
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