It is now official. I met tonight the new owner of the building where I live and he want to move into my appartment. However, legally, I can stay until the end of my current lease, which means I could stay another forteen months. But I'll do my best to leave as early as I can. Which means I really have to get going with my appartment clean up and the virtual yard sale I am planning to do to get rid of at least half my stuff. Which also means I won't have much time for anything else (I'll stop being involved in union-related activities and try to reduce my writing / bloging a little). And I'll probably need LOTS of moral support...
I like my place and the neighborhood, but all good things have an end. That's life. We have to accept that and move on...
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Having been a frequent visitor of the place in the days before famaily life took hold of me, as a guest, it is the end of an era for me too, and for probably a lot of other peoples. The place, was not only a meeting place and the home of a friend but also a kind of shrine or treasrue cave of some sort where you felt special to be invited in.
(so thank you for those times, monsieur!)
Well, places changes but people and fond memories remain.
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