Even stranger is the realization that I don’t have a reason to come back here anymore, now that my parents have left town, selling up everything to buy an RV and begin living the gray nomad life. Love that for them; it’s utterly stinking adorable. They’re currently sending me daily photos and awkward but cute selfies from the other end of the country, chasing the sunshine and warmth of a non-winter in California while the rest of us here are buried up to our necks in snow.
