I'm moving from my old house right now. I'm still going to be in the same town and everything, but I still have to say goodbye to the house I've lived in for the past decade. I just got so attached to it. I think I may have the terrible ability to get attached to anything through memories. I'm not even going to be in this room that I'm writing this in by Halloween. it's just scary. I guess I was just naive enough to assume we were gonna stay in this place until it burned down or something.