As most have probably already heard, I am in the midst of packing up, cleaning and leaving my house. For some reason, those of the housing world see my sister and I an unfit to live in their homes, therefore I am in the process of moving to my parent's house. Now, the odd thing about the house that you have lived in since you were 3 years old, is that after a certain point in time, generally after you've lived out of it for over three years, it tends not to feel much like home. Maybe it's because now I will have to face my parents when I come home drunk from bars? Yeah, probably.
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