Farewell to 1610

This is the last entry I'll ever make from the house I grew up in. Tomorrow I move my stuff out and my mom will finish moving her stuff out this weekend. It's slightly sad knowing I'll never be able to come back here. However, I can still go see my mom, it's just a house. I'm not really upset, it's just different. It says to me "your home is your only home now, you can never go back." That's probably a good thing, too.