The Housesitter Comic, Part 4, Page 10

At this point in reality, I wasn’t going home. I was going home long enough to gather my possessions into my mother’s car so she could deposit me in my new home, The Glorified Closet in Roanoke, VA. So it was the end of an era, and I was nervous. Mom had already gone through all her separation anxiety at home alone, but it didn’t hit me until the end of my trip that I really wasn’t ever going home again.
Heavy!
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