This morning I removed the last of my things from the condo. These were the things I was sleeping on or in. I took the mail box key and the door key off my key chain, and put them on the counter. I walked around one last time to make sure that I wasn’t leaving anything behind. I locked myself out.
It wasn’t my home anymore. It will be someone else’s now.
I will get keys to my new home Tuesday. Until the I’m a vagabond.
If you’re small and on a search
I’ve got a feeder for you to perch onI like birds – The Eels