As I get closer to the move, I feel anxious about all the chaos. I’ve been doing some packing and labeling things. I hate this upheaval. I think it will be a change for the better. I won’t be living alone anymore, and my boyfriend and I have agreed to try to have our relationship work well again.
I would be so glad if I could just have a stable, normal life. A good relationship. A decent job. To live in a decent place for a long time. For life to settle down and quit pulling the rug out from under me.