Scream Above the Sounds
C'est La Vie
I just got back from a trip to my Dad's old garage to pick up a single bed from years-gone-by. My sister took my old bedroom after I had moved out and they turned her bedroom into a walk-in wardrobe. Obviously nobody could anticipate me ever returning home.
When I got back to my parents house to help assemble the bed, I had a quick look in the spare, soon to be my room. It completed mirrored me, empty. I'd never ever seen the room like this before as it was usually just a dump. Me and my sister used to just throw things we didn't want or have any use for in there all the time when we were younger. There used to be pillows, duvets, my old Action Men toys, her Barbie and Bratz dolls. You could find anything. It's never ever been tidy so to see it so desolate filled me with even more dread. This was actually going to happen. This was going to be my home again.
There's something embarrassing and pathetic about moving back home with your parents at the age of 27. I need to make some serious changes this year.
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