All or nothing
In the past few days I have…
- Agreed to rent my house out for 12 months from October 6th
- Agreed to sell my car
- Resigned from my job.
Everything hinges on an appointment I have in London on October 2nd. Talk about all my eggs in one basket. I’m literally questioning everything thing right now and pretty much shitting my pants over the whole thing.
Big Move || Rivergron
Naya was Dianna’s best friend, and she was happy that they decided to have Dianna move in with her. Dianna packed up her essentials, and walked to her car, and drove to Naya’s house. She knocked on the door, rocking on her heels. She didn’t know how they would do this, with Dianna’s larger items, but she knew it would work out somehow.
Big Move // Harper and Lucy
Harper marched up the stairs in her bright, patchwork chucks, a weighty box in her arms as she reached apartment 27. She managed to juggle the box on one arm and stuck her tongue out of the corner of her mouth in concentration as she unlocked the door. Shoving the key back into her pocket, she tipped the door open with her foot and walked in with a huge sigh. Her very first, completely legal place!
She set the box down in what would hopefully be the living room, and thanked the universe that her father was rich. Otherwise she would never be able to afford this sick apartment. Sure, she had to live with her sister, but after the disaster that had been her freshman year and her entire life with Crystal Skylark, this would probably be a breeze. She hadn’t seen Lucy in three years, but she remembered that her half-sister was kind. Total improvement over Kylie Weiss and Anura Dupra -both super bitches. She walked around a little, letting the excitement take her over.
Humming a little off-key ditty, Harper pulled out her phone and called her dad as she strolled back down to her car parked out front. She sat on her hood in the sunlight, waiting for both her dad and Lucy to show up with the furniture and the next sweet chapter of her life.
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i’m putting my 2wks in this Tuesday. saying bye to my parents house and moving back to Miami with high hopes of continuing on with my music, art and personal development in nu air and peace.
I have been sulking for too long under the same bed sheets since last year. it is time for a change of atmoscene….
my life path is 8, this should probably explain a lot.
wishing myself a great journey, for real.
