Jun 24, 2009 13:39
I'm sitting in my living room right now, with my computer hooked to our surround sound where Michael has so carefully placed the speakers for the best sound quality. My room is a mess, I have one box barely packed. I'm moving in a week. I'm sad about it.
This house, me and Michael, the period of time we had another roommate, and now another new roommate who I am actually quite fond of, has been fucking great. It's been a fucking journey, an adventure. I will miss it all. I'm only now realizing what a major transition point this has been in my life. I thank Michael, for everything. Without him I wouldn't be the person I am right now. I love you, Michael.
Now I'm going to be on my own. By on my own, I mean without my big brother. I will have three other roommates, and I couldn't be more excited to live with them but I will miss this little yellow house.
I'm growing up and I'm trying not to be scared about it.