To make a long (and much too dramatic for my liking) story short, I have to leave my house. Roommates can be your best friends, or they can be your worst enemies. The girls I live with are neither, but I no longer feel comfortable or welcome in my home. And I refuse to live where I can't feel the Spirit. So out I go onto a new adventure! I don't have a place yet, but I have a feeling something will come together. It somehow always does.