Everything so familiar yet so different. So much of what is around me is so much like what I remember from when I lived here, so much is the same. But yet everything is different, I'm different, people are different, I'm here for different reasons.
Sorting through the things I had stored here at Lew's house. He's a gracious host . He's helping me sell my furniture but I'm just giving away a lot of things too. If it doesn't fit in my car - it doesn't go.
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