I am going to be out of town to get the rest of my stuff out of Reno, Nevada. It may be the last time I ever go there. I hope not, but the way things are financially for me, I can't even think of a return visit.
It will be hard, not just because of all of the goddamned stuff I have and having to drive the truck to Oregon, but it is also the third anniversary since my beloved dog Tony died.
I also dread the thought of seeing the house that once belonged to my neighbor friends, both of whom died 12 days apart.