So the days has come and I finally moved out from 420 Palmerston.Packing was a nightmare - I didn't realize that I have collected so many things over the time of eight months. I came here loaded with possessions thinking that I will be my home - so winter clothes, summer clothes, shoes this and that. I will have to think now and think hard how to fit in one suitcase wherever I will be going next. Ohhhh, and I will have to leave all these good books that I have purchased... Sucks.
My new place is a strange place. I'm renting from a 54 years old guy who is too sad and depressed to tidy up his place so the apartment is full of various shit and it's very difficult to move around. The good things are: the location and the sun deck where I can smoke and chill.
I will miss Palmerston and Dave., of course. I spent important time there with a man I still love and who will always be close to my heart. We've had some good time, some bad time, we've had it all. I have some regrets about this relationship but I will never regret coming here and experiencing life with David. I wish I could put it in a better way. I will remember every day with him. Every even the saddest second. I will remember that we fought for something.