January 29, 2012
Little past midnight, so technically missed a day, but understandably so. Yesterday was spent moving out of my dad's house, and once again severing the physical and emotional ties. I made coffee while we put together a double recliner near the end of the day. The seriousness of the atmosphere was broken when my dad jokingly confirmed whether it was correct to put four sugars in my cup. We sat down in my living room, where I confirmed how nice it is to have my own place and my dad pointed out the cross breeze I would be enjoying, too.