Can’t xanga this.
I spent the entire day relocating couches, paintings, and tables to my mom’s new house in Daly City. I was completely out of my element, and I can’t even begin to explain the awkwardness when my father looked at the empty living room and went to his room. “His room.” Laughable.
As sad as all this should be, I’ve become so desensitized.
as;dlfha;sldhf i don’t want to write.
