Home?

Kyle and I get the keys to "Jolly House", as we've dubbed it, sometime tomorrow. I'm excited to be able to manipulate a new space. As much as I love Fernwood, this little basement suite has never really felt like home. Even my room in the Chelsea, in the shits of downtown, felt more like home. Maybe it's the communal feeling of living with roommates. I feel like I'm detached from my community; I'm going to work on fixing that. I'll post some pictures of the new place once we're somewhat settled in Esquimalt.