took a walk one evening just to get some air away from all the boxes.
ended up a few streets over and it was so quiet, just this pink house with the motorbike parked out front like it always is.
we’re moving out in 3 weeks and I’ve walked past that same bike more times than I can count without ever really looking at it.
something about tonight just made it stick though! like I’m going to miss stuff I never even noticed I liked.