i've moved.
for the 4th night, i'll be sleeping in my new pink room.

to my surprise, i'm not missing the East yet.

i guess busy-ness is curbing the misses.
moving the boxes, unpacking the boxes, rearranging the stuff, finding space for the stuff.... i've broke my nails; i've gotten plenty of bruises.

i've been isolated for the past week- the mere thought of the long walk out to the main road is keeping me at home, albeit the convenience of going to town is tempting me out.
the only time i step out of my lane is during des' supper time.

des: thanks for abusing your poor knee to help us out!