Between dinner 2, and 3
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Right after arriving home from dinner, I sat at my desk to tweak the last details of my two papers, and submitted my quizz. By 1:30 AM, I was done, and to tired to blog. Tonight will have the final Rosh Hashanah dinner, then I take time to rest tomorrow morning before I get back in my books.
St, and I are exhausted, but happy. It took more trips than expected, and we’re still trying to sort everything, but the biggest part is done. I’m fully moved in St’s place. It happened so fast that it feels surreal, and completely normal st the same time. We’re so happy to be together.
We’re on the road between my old town, and my new place. The tree leafs are slowly turning red, and a sense of renewal is in the air. I officially moved in on Jewish New Year — pretty bad ass.
A new begging, a growing friendship, a deepening love, and many dreams ahead.
