Jun 25, 2009 02:11
Movin out of Alhambra. *le sigh* It is the end of an era, especially for my kittehs, who no longer have a safe playground. I will miss the sweet neighbors (that means you, Claire and Kermit. yes, I`ll even miss Grandma Death.) This is the worst time, in limbo. Half-packed. I`m sleeping on the floor tonight.
I will miss:
porch parties, rooftop lunches, furry tokens of love, 70s fireplace, making dinner while watching tv,
dance steps on the sidewalk, Sunday smoothies (but those ended a while ago when Jason and Brian disappeared off the face of Alhambra. :P)... knocking on the glass door...
I have a few nights left in ya, o village my village. You`ll get a proper goodbye yet.