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Thursday, April 29, 2010

214. April 29

What a day. I moved home, leaving behind a messy apartment full of wonderful roommates, a snowy city full of a thousand memories, and the part of me that belonged to exclusively to all of it. I'm home. I'm exhausted. I'm content.

I've loved this room I shared with Hillary, funny prison beds and all. I don't think the room itself has been a big part of my life, but the time in my life in which I've occupied it has been. The emptiness looks so strange.


1 comment:

  1. Is that bed actually hanging [partly] from the ceiling?

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