Farewell to Minnesota and the Little Brick House on the Corner. You weren't perfect, but you were ours. And we still pay all your bills, until someone wants to buy you.
The movers have arrived and the house is being emptied into a big truck. I have packed my car with necessities and three cats, and we're about to hit the road.
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What a poignant entry. Makes me want to hug you.
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