Moving out

whoa...so I guess I'm getting kicked out of the house completely in the fall. My mother told me to pack up my books. I consider my home to be where ever I keep my books, my constant companions. And if my books aren't here, then this is not my home. Scary because I have so much unfinished business in this area and a few best friends I am not willing to let go of. At least I'll get to spend Thursday with two of them.