The morning of the day I leave is always the hardest. I mope around, putting off packing until the last possible moment. Dragging out the process.
When Mama Bean is off at school, I steal around her apartment, leaving little surprises. I like the fact that I can bring a smile to her face even though I'm no longer there.
It is a long time until Christmas...
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