I’m about to move in with a cute girl I’ve known less than a week. And her kids. And her ex wife. And for some reason it all seems pretty peaceful and chill. This is probably a terrible idea. But also it’s an idea. It’s a choice. I dont have many. This seems like a good one. I hope I dont end up regretting it. Gonna miss Wesley. Not that we ever got much in the way of quality time, but I’ll still miss his hugs and the way he smells.