Other half

It's nice having a friend who is more then a friend but isn't. Not friends with benefits or anything ridiculous like that. Just close enough that there isn't a second thought about coming to help or being there when you need them. Someone who so completely understands the way you think that anything can be said or passed between you. CSI, The British Man, The British Echo, The Mezikin, Marmar, Katsy, WWW, T. X., Ben, The Doctor, Kawaii, NC, Rachichan, Lexidude, Bren and Frando. To have so many people like that in my life, it never fails to amaze me, but I think, right now, The Shoulder is somewhere on a completely different level. It's as if I don't even have to say some things and he just gets it. It's difficult coming from a place where so few others know what that is like. He gets angry for me, specially when I can't on my own, makes me laugh with the ridiculous things he says that I wish I could be saying and or doing. He knows I would like to and understands why I won't. Where is my white knight like that?

I've done next to nothing but pack and clean and pack some more, I'm slowly just watching my house turn into a dump. It feels like the mess before the extreme clean. I'll be working on packing again tomorrow and the day after. Not much more going on besides that. Packing is boring and pretty tedious to recount.