until home.
i am swamped with leftover work, and chores, and last-minute shopping, and goodbyes to friends. But oh, by this time tomorrow i swear not to swear at how difficult it is to get a cab, the traffic, the lines at the airport, how much longer the wait.
i talked to my dad yesterday and he said he had cleaned our old room for us, my sisters and me. he was tired but happy he said. i know i said. i know exactly.
l. was worried about how weird the cats were acting a few days ago. a sign of an earthquake we were wondering. but he is home now. so are d. and w. i am just doing every to-do left in my list, checking the boxes, counting the hours.
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