Day 1178 - a very quiet neighborhood, a short strol to the local cafe. Life in the city. I am over joyed and despite all the work love every moment here. I hope the excitement will be long lived. The pile of empty boxes grows as the stacks of still packed boxes is getting smaller. I have my work carved for me but I am counting the boxes as they go out one by one and it makes me happy. I am getting a little tire of moving. Lnever thourow I can say something like that. But I do.
I am thankful for a very friutful day; it's not over yet but I made good progress. I am thankful I am back here, so this is not a move I would rather not make. I am thankful I can go to sleep now, as you can imagine, I am verjy tired.
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