As a friend said, a year is not really that long. In a way, that is true. So today I sign a lease with my guy for a year rental. I woke this morning saying no, no, I want to live alone. I woke very early and feel a bit nauseated. But most likely when 11am rolls around, I'll be there signing my life over for the next 12 months. On the 15th we can start carrying stuff into the new place. By the 31st we'll be in.
I think I don't want to keep moving every year. I want some security and stability. I have to create it for myself. I DID have it at 217 for 20 years. Now I need to create it again. Because I love me.