First Night.

All the stuff I own is wrapped up tight in a 10x10ft storage unit.  I couldn't stand to put the stuffed wolf that I've anthropomorphized and slept with for the past 2 years in a box, so Partario stands guard.  1:23am.  I can't sleep.  I miss my bed. I'm lying awake on my friend Eliza's*... Continue Reading →

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