Sunday, December 1, 2013

Going Back to My Original Room

Unfortunately, after having moved out for only one month at a stranger's house, family drama involving the owner's husband and one of his nurses had caused the owner of the house to sell the house, and she ended up selling/giving most of everything away.  She did not have plans to sell the house when I moved in (according to her).  So I had to go there to get my stuff.  According to my parents, things were everywhere.  I basically only had a few water bottles and disinfecting wipes in my room.  I ended up losing an old shirt and an old pair of jeans in a plastic bag because I didn't have time to stop by to get my stuff (due to finals week), and my parents didn't see anything else that belonged to me when they came.
“The race is long and, in the end, it’s only with yourself.”