Today/tonight concludes the final night I will spend in this house and even more so, sleep in this place I have called my room. I am the only constant in this house. People have come and gone. Pets have come and gone but nothing has been closer to me than Crunchbite. I love that lazy bastard to death and thankfully he's coming along with us for the ride to our new home. A few weeks ago I cried myself to sleep at the thought of losing him.
When it really comes down to it, I'm actually a bit sad I lack the actual emotional attachment to this place. I've seriously lived more than half of my life in this house and the thought of just one day not coming back means nothing to me. I guess it's kinda like a break up where everything just kinda ends in place and you just walk away and never look back. Don't get me wrong, I have very fond memories of this place but I guess I could really just care less due to the way everything has played out over the last couple months and years.
Maybe I'm just ready to start life anew. Life is pretty weird when you get along better with your neighbor's parents then your actual neighbors. I should probably go to sleep since tomorrow will be a long day filled with a lot of furniture moving. Casa, thank you for all the good times but the time is up.
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