Our First Home

Strangely unsentimental towards this place, but I’ll love it forever. Literally nothing but happy memories built here (except for the crippling depression from May-August 2009 while I reverted back to bachelorhood). Jason reminded me that the first weekend we moved in was the night he locked his keys in his car and had to spend the night on our brand new couch. A convenient little accident. My most profound memory of the place was the 7 days we had our puppy, I bet Eunice feels the same way. I love change.