Make this stop.
I can feel the frown on my face.
I'm completely emotionless, lately.
This is hell.
It still has yet to hit me 100% that I'm leaving.
Despite all this talk of FL, the boxes and the 'For Sale' sign.
I'm still not convinced. No one has actually moved me yet.
Not physically. It'll hit me when they say
"Okay, Kaytee, get in the car, it
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