Everyone one of my homes.

The house on Cedar Ave in Minneapolis with my father, stepmother, brother, sister, brother and many uncles and family friends.
The townhouse in Maple Grove with my mother and stepfather.
The apartment in St. Louis Park with my mother and stepfather.
The house in Maple Grove with my mother, stepfather and brother.
The house in Rogers with my mother, stepfather, and brother.
The house in Charlotte, North Carolina with my father, stepmother, brother and brother.
The house in Maple Lake with my mother, her boyfriend and brother.
The apartment in Maple Lake with my mother and brother.
The duplex with my stepmother, father, brother and brother.
The dorms at Perpich Center for Arts Education.
The house in Edina with my father, stepmother, brother, brother and once upon a time with my uncle and cousin.
The apartment with Karl and Chelsea.
The tiny house with Sam and Dion.
The big house with Rachel, Wes and Alex (and mostly Chelsea).
The chicago apartment with Shannon and Amanda.

And now I am moving again. No wonder I feel a bit sad.



I have moved 15 times in my 22 years of existence. After living at Mariah's, then Phanessa's...I want to live at one solid house for more than a year.