I went out to eat sushi with my favorite neighbor and we talked about the move, old Dutch men, art, music, crazy families, etc. Really good evening with her. We moved from Sushi Bar to hanging out on her back deck at home, drinking wine until her husband came home and joined us outside. Stayed until the my eyelids were heavy and I was shivering from the cool night air. I wish there could have been more nights like that.
This evening, we get the keys to The Ranch and start moving in. Tomorrow is the big-move day. Monster gets the rental truck at 10 a.m. and we start grabbing and loading at 11:00 a.m.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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