November 9th, 2007

Moooving...

*finds that he is strangely at ease this morning, carrying a few of his absolutely necessary boxed possessions downstairs and stacking them against the wall in the foyer; the rest, he decides, will just have to stay with his mother*

*when he's finished, fishes out his cell phone and selects the landline number Gabe gave him, idly wondering if Gabe would even be awake at this hour*