At "Home"
Spending the night in what I'm going to be calling home for... well, indefinitely. Indefinitely meaning an unsure end, and not necessarily forever.
The only thing that's comforting to me is the smell of all my boxed stuff in the extra room. It smells like my apartment which smelled like the cheap, plastic air fresheners I always bought. Oh, and the smell of my bedsheets, which still have the lingering scent of J's cologne. I took home Monkey and Donkey Kong because I couldn't leave them in that almost-empty, dark apartment. I neglected to bring my other two stuffed toys though.
I have to go back tomorrow to take home one more small load of stuff. My office chair, chair mat, and a bunch of groceries. Then I'm due to vaccuum and shampoo the rug.
I can't stay in this house without knowing when there'll be an end to it. Otherwise I'll go mad.
The only thing that's comforting to me is the smell of all my boxed stuff in the extra room. It smells like my apartment which smelled like the cheap, plastic air fresheners I always bought. Oh, and the smell of my bedsheets, which still have the lingering scent of J's cologne. I took home Monkey and Donkey Kong because I couldn't leave them in that almost-empty, dark apartment. I neglected to bring my other two stuffed toys though.
I have to go back tomorrow to take home one more small load of stuff. My office chair, chair mat, and a bunch of groceries. Then I'm due to vaccuum and shampoo the rug.
I can't stay in this house without knowing when there'll be an end to it. Otherwise I'll go mad.