Sitting here perusing through the tabloid garbage as I do everyday at lunch.  Looking forward to heading home, to making dinner, and sitting at my coffee table with a glass of sparkling cider.  And then realizing that none of that exists anymore.  Losing my apartment has felt like losing a limb, and while I know I'm being over dramatic, it doesn't change the fact that I may not drive in the right direction for the next few days when I head "home".

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