This is going to be the last journal entry









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-brought to you from the place I called home.



That basically means I am going to move,
today,
in about three hours,
into a faraway world where nothing will be as before,
with faes dancing under streetlamps
and dragons flying upon the sky.


My feelings about moving are mixed,
basically because I've never moved before.
I grew up in this house and the one thing that troubled me the most up to now - concerning living - was that I moved from the room I lived in as child into another, bigger one.

Knowing myself it will take a lot of time to get used to that new environment,
new people
new shops and streets and trees and birds and windows,

not even the rain will be the same anymore.

I have to admit that I'm a bit afraid.



On the other hand I am looking forwards to that new place,
especially because it offers me a whole lot of freedom
that I've never known to that extent up to now.




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_{There's a lot to do in the new place,
painting walls,
getting the furniture together,
choosing curtains,
putting all the things I have in somehow,
decorating,
things.
end.
I'll take pictures when it's done.}






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This might be a pretty uninteresting journal,
I just needed a place to leave a goodbye to my old world,
since none of my friends bothered to show up and say a real goodbye yet,
and I doubt that any of the will within the next couple of hours.


It's marvelous when one can't count on friends in such a situation, right?


So,
basically I'm leaving the current reality without any real goodbye
because there's just noone to say bye to.


However.








- The weather sucks pretty much.