I'm out of this house at the latest on August 10th.

This week I've been slowly, too slowly, going through the last things around and deciding what to do with them. Next I have some cleaning to do.

There's a lot to be scared of.

What I'm really looking forward to though is being happy or grateful or appreciative of seeing or talking to or touching a human. There's so many fucking humans I don't even know how to treat them well. I'd like to miss them well enough to love them. I expect that to happen pretty quickly.


Peace,

kowalski