New Place

I found a new place.    I’ll be moving in early next month.   I get to pack myself up again, and rearrange again.   I’m scared.    This will be the fourth move in about two and a half years.    What I really want is that feeling of settled, and of belonging to a space.   I haven’t had that in ages.    I’m completely over being in transition.   I don’t think I’m as bad ass as I would have people believe, because seriously, right now, I want my mommy.   It’s seems like it’s well beyond the stage that I should have my shit together, and I just don’t.

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