My first home



On sunday we went to pick up Lucifer, and eat brunch with my family, at my parents place.
My grandfather and my brother were there too.
It was real nice.
Pretty soon that's gonna be a thing of the past.
Not brunch, but going home.
My parents are moving and they're selling their house. My house. The house i called home for a little over 18 years.
I've taken it pretty well, i like to think. I'm (sort of) a grown up now, and a house is just a house.
Right?
I am gonna miss it.
At least i know my mom and dad will just move their ever growing army of wonderful weird ass stuff to a new location. And i can enjoy it and their company there too.

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