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A lot of changes will be taken place this weekend.  Mostly the fact that I'm moving back to my apartment complex.  It's not that I really have a problem with who I live with, it's that I'm not happy.  For the past week or so I've woken up feeling miserable at the house I'm in.  I feel as though I maybe shouldn't have given up my apartment in the first place.  I'm moving into an apartment exactly like the one I used to have, only this floorplan is the mirror image of the other one, and it's on the 3rd floor... that should be fun when moving the couch and bed.  But anyway, back to being miserable...

I have become increasingly aware that I am just not the roommate type of person.  I always HAD to be impeccable.  She's pretty much still like that, she hates for people to think she has a dirty house I guess.  Also, if I wanted to be alone, I could be alone, I wouldn't have to go to my parents house, I had quiet and solitude whenever I wanted.

I was happiest when I lived alone, though I'll admit, it does get a little lonely sometimes.  I don't think it's lonely enough to where it outweighs living where I do.  I've also never been a fan of the neighborhood... I'm not used to so many people all over the place, even at night.  Not to mention, I live next to a 6 lane freeway.  It's weird realizing how crazy the neighborhood actually is... hobos, shady people, crack head neighbor whose son yelled out "I'll kill that nigger!" last night.  It's just not the ideal living situation.  Why did I move in the first place, you ask?  I didn't think it'd be this way, I honestly didn't.  I knew that I was going to have to adjust to certain things, especially living with 3 other people, but I didn't think I'd feel this way.  I feel bad, because I love everyone I live with, like real brothers, but I just cannot continue with it.

I'm not as concerned with affordability as I am with having enough money to get by.  I know I can pay all my bills, but I have to tighten the belt DRAMATICALLY.  My apartment also went up $54 since I last lived there, so rent is now $569... aI'm set.


Also, don't get the swine flu, kids.  Soo-ee!

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I had missed not seeing her in the dining room at dinner time, justifying the principle with the ideathat could have been working late, because one of the vans had given no reason not possible to start that afternoon. Even stayed a little longer, he ran with rabbit stew that had only just getting around (the rabbits on the island reminded him too much to Ben, and caused a strange aprensió n do not know how he died this rabbit in particular), but when the room was practically empty, stood up reluctantly, leaving the tray in the trash cart, as too , s, and returned slowly home, trying to provoke an occasion & oacute; n to meet.

Not that I was worried about her. At least it was not strictly. I was just ... well, a little bewildered, or maybe that was not the word. Could call it a hunch, a feeling that all was not in place as it should. Over the days that had been sharing a house (still wondering about who had been the idea of sending them both at the same bungalow) had learned to decipher changes humor that she was going through, their strengths and weaknesses, and perhaps this gave him a perspective that Juliet was m & aacute, s normal and more real than he had imagined so far. Cohabitation caused these things. And the same coexistence had shown that something was wrong. What happened, he did not know. Although expected to find out soon, or he too would end up exploding, two long faces in the same house were too.

climbed the stairs of his porch and opened the door. The light was on, so she had to be inside. But before you see her, she saw was that horrible cardboard bottle containing the usual wine Dharma above meelapsed.

- So, do not you share? - Ventured.

Juliet simply shrugged his shoulders and after a second's hesitation, he stood in the kitchen and returned with another glass. Ely handed it sat, this time on the couch, before proceeding to fill your own. Not knowing what to do, he dropped to the other side. Presaged a most uncomfortable situation, but first, he lived there, and second, she seemed to need CompañAI, desperately. He put two fingers of wine in the glass and drank it, trying to find a way to encourage her to speak or at least to dispel the tension that filled the room with an almost solid so thick.

- So? - Could not come up with anything better.

She wheeled his glass between his fingers, gazing into the set of images that caused the glass edges of the glass.

"Actually, I'm celebrating.

"From where I come from, the celebrations are more fun .- S

"Exactly, no .- he admitted. The last thing that had worried was counting the days lately. So far, everything had been a hiatus from real life, like a strange holiday. Even after the accident had been worried about it, so no sense doing it now. Now more than ever .- Why?

"Six months .- a slight smile appeared on Juliet's lips, and she looked away. Put the glass on the table and leaned against the back, legs crossed and bare feet on the sofa & aacute; .- Today, just six months ago. It's kind of anniversary ... so celebrated.

heaved a sigh that shook the chest, which rose and then dropped slowly under cotton white T-shirt. Sawyer did not dare to look more askance. Six months. Well, six months were a lot of time. She felt ashamed, as if for some strange reason should have known, or like I should understand that the reason she was feeling bad that, when it did not finish.

"Congratulations, then.

& awas imminent, but did not make the carton. In fact, he went to act as if read carefully the ingredients contained in the back of the box, and soon heard another sound of disapproval of Juliet. Only when he saw her sink into the couch again, resigned, put it back on the table and let him fall also. Now Juliet looked ahead to the door, his lips tight, messy blond hair hanging down over his shoulders and staring eyes. Your fist closed, containing the temptation to touch the skin of the arm, by way of encouragement or comfort.

"The last submarine was two days ago.

was an inevitable sign of tremor in her voice could not hide how hard I tried. Also his hands trembled a little, and his whole body. Juliet ended up hugging her knees and leaning his forehead on them, leaving Sawyer probably one of the most uncomfortable moments of his life. Not expected to be cast forth to mourn. Not expected to have reached its limit. She seemed so strong, so aware of what was his duty, which was above all that. He had followed the lie ofwreck at the bottom of the letter, without committing a single error, and when they had been offered a part of Dharma, also had taken over, working from the first day without a complaint, adapting to life in the community in a flawless manner. And now this ... Of course he did not expect. Much less expected her to return, addressed him looking into his eyes, and threw that question.

- Did not we will take the next two weeks, right? "I can tell when we will take some?

He had no reply. The life expectancy at birth wasLocke ar. Each time saying the same thing two weeks, and those weeks did not come and Locke did not appear y. .. nothing more. The routine began again and volvíaa even remember it until it was time to departure of the next. Reluctantly, he had to admit that he had used to live there. It was not so bad after all. Had a false name, office, one of those horrible vans, a shared house and free dining. Being there was strangely peaceful. Maybe not perfect, but certainly not as bad as could be imagined.

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s of "want." He went unanswered and Juliet finally stopped and return to his previous position, the forehead resting on his knees, his hair hiding her face and arms crossed. Breathing in a breath, as if forced to calm down, and only then Sawyer dared to speak.

"So you want to go.

The answer came immediately. Juliet broke the ball that had been converted and stretched his legs while he spent his hands over his face, and separated the strands of hair.

 

- Do not you?

"I have nothing to return. Since none of us, by the way .- that was the only answer and justify the time.

Juliet's eyes, fixed on him until then pulled away and she did a great effort to keep her eyes wet, to control all the tangle of feelings that was coming. God. I killed her so helpless. He also looked back to the front and an awkward silence was woven between the two.

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rse at her directly, reached out and laid on Juliet's shoulder, patting her back gently. His skin felt warm under the cotton shirt, and waited for the comforting touch of the way that words could not. He and a second, thinking about everything and nothing at once. Then he felt her fingers touched his, like so many before bind and consolidate his hand tightly.

had no choice but to return the grip, keeping it even when, finally, the two looked at each other and a faint smile apArecio Juliet's lips. Well, at last. Mission accomplished. Smiled, full of satisfaction, and patted the side of her hand with his thumb. It was amazing how, even after six months of mechanical work, Juliet's hands still retained that delicacy. Surgeon's hands, though, and never better.

- Do you know? This may not be so bad after all .- Juliet changed his mind, perhaps as a self-conviction, but was better than nothing .- We have our place here. We are part of something ... something that somehowLlosa almost transparent eyes, staring at him. Around the room looking for something to do to break that concerns had sembrársele in and went to the old record player that rested on the shelf. He rose from the couch and headed toward him.

"Well, if it was assumed that this was a celebration, we need a little music .- glanced at the dusty disk, passing them quickly with your fingers . Sinatra,

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. Everything, paRecer, Nones and nostalgic songs. Finally he found one whose cover is made known. He pulled it out, shaking fingers on his pants, and looked at Juliet .- Janis Joplin? - She made a brief sound of assent .- Okay.

placed the record on the turntable and then the needle in place before connecting the device, which rang with a brief touch before it sounded the first notes of guitar Me and Bobby McGee

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not return to the seat. He leaned forward, resting his hands on the furniture, and heard the song, which wasepetir himself several times throughout his childhood and adolescence, especially a child, of a child.

Me and Bobby McGee

was a song with a touch slightly happy and sad at once, and remembered her mother bustling about the kitchen to the rhythm of that melody, while he was seated at the kitchen table. It was a great success by then. Or now.

stopped listening. Juliet looked away, thinking of her, and just wondered if thousands of miles away was a child he had been a day

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"That if you've heard. The letra. "she repeated, knowing that he had caught his head on another site .- Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose .- said, quietly, then smiled half smile .- I guess now we are freer than ever.

He had no reply to that, and Juliet knew, so he got up lazily and started to pass by.

CHTMLXsco and started to put it back in its cardboard sleeve. That house still convey a certain feeling of tentativeness, as if it should leave everything in place for someone to come and could use it later. And anyway, it was much easier to concentrate on the hard to think of the frustration that caused him to think that Juliet cerraríay door and he would have to break that night.

-James.

He left the record sleeve in place and looked at her, leaning on the sea

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