Wanderlust appeals to me. I didn’t know that until I had no choice.
The truth of the matter is that the need to find a place to live was thrust upon me. My roommate of eight years was moving to another state; the house we rented would go on the market; and I, having ten years earlier relinquished my belongings, including a house and its entire contents (another story to share down the road), would be left holding my bag of clothes.

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