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[mcmeekin]

leaving home has changed from tiresome into sad. i had to say goodbye to my dad today, and it made me cry. my home and my stepdad and brother are tomorrow. last night in my room, it will never be the same again. (much more beautiful, but alas, not the one i grew up in.) growing up is weird. it feels so good and so bad and it's so nice to have my own life away from home but why is leaving home so hard? even when i like my other life? i guess i finally like both. that is a good feeling. (and sad, so i am coming to realize.)

so it goes.

tomorrow comes the van and the boxes and off we go.

and, an ellipses, as a certain zb might say....