Feels like home

My psychic visions? RESTORED!

I am offically accepted at the apartment I dreamed about last night. No crazy-ass security deposits, either. Just the regular rate that normal people pay. And this is a NICE place, too, not like that silly dump that tried to screw me over.

Now I can finally give the movers a destination address. 😉

Better days ahead, kids. Everything works out in the end, the way it’s supposed to. Today is all the proof I need to keep believing in that.


“So, I’m going home
To the place where I belong
You know, your love has always been enough for me
I’m not running from
No I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life you chose for me
But these places and these faces
Are getting old
Be careful what you wish for
‘Cause you just might get it all …
So I’m going home.”

— Daughtry, “Home”

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