My mom has decided to remodel the garage and move into it and my half sister is moving into the main house. Tonight I was sorting through art books when my half sister came in and offered me my old childhood bedroom if I wanted to move back into it. I told her that was really all right. I'd just moved out. I didn't want to move back in. She said, well, you can if you want to.
It was a bizarre conversation. I think she must have been trying to reassure me that she wasn't taking over. Or not taking over without asking. I tried to explain to her that moving back into that house would be a huge step backwards for me, but I don't think she got it.
10:22 p.m. - 2006-12-26
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