Today is the day. It is the beginning and the end. Trevor and I will spend the next 48 hours stuffing all of our posessions into a Uhaul. We're headed back home. Where we belong. Where we KNOW we belong.
We don't belong here. Or we don't WANT to belong here. People constantly race from Point A to Point B to get the best, to be the best, the winner. Egos get in the way. I feel like a member of District 12 aimlessly wandering the streets of The Capitol, life speeding around me.
I take a more relaxed approach to life. I liken myself to a 1950's housewife who likes to get her hands dirty, and has hired a maid to help with the housekeeping . I love cooking from scratch, all things crafty, and DIY. I want to stay at home to mend shirts, and hem pants. Start a sustainble garden, create a rain barrel, and get paid to do what I love. I want to create a home for Trevor, our cats, and myself.
Today is the day. It is the beginning...
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