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Aubrey; also Birdie.
Student and writer. Polyamorous and really gay. Chronically ill.
Local queen of cait sidhe. Powered by caffeine, anxiety, and spite.
mortalcity: Slanting light in a misty gray forest. (OaS | DMA: Kilgate)
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Up in Syracuse until Thursday.

I... may have almost started crying when the plane started its descent, because once we were past the clouds I could see trees and autumn and familiar landscapes and I miss this part of the country so much. If I could move up here right now, and know we'd have a place to live and a way to not starve, I'd abandon basically all our stuff in Florida to do it.

(Animals are not optional in this hypothetical move, obviously, and neither are a few sentimental things. Various electronics are necessary, but everything else? Fuck it. Even the books. It would break my heart, but on the other hand, I've moved an entire library five times in two years, and I'm a little afraid to unpack most of it because of what happened the last time I finished unpacking all my books, so... whatever. I'd probably have to keep a few in paper form, but most of them I'd happily replace with digital copies if it meant I never had to move a box of books again.)

Proooobably going down to Ithaca today, which is not going to make me feel less homesick. Going back to Florida is going to suck. I miss my bed and my office and KM and my animals, but I hate Florida and that fucking house and everything I have to put up with down there just to survive. I just want to be here.
Date: 2015-10-10 05:19 pm (UTC)

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From: [personal profile] volving
*curls up on you* I know what you mean. :(