#261

Managed to live in the same town (or at the very least, in extreme proximity to the township) for a long time despite my mean, mean stature in society and its skyrocketing cost of housing and living. That's done and over with on short notice. The apartment complex where we live is crunching up the rent, and as the lowest rent we could get in this town, it was already too high. So it goes, eh? Those rascals! 

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On this day in 2020, I got married. This is how our landlords see fit to congratulate us. It would be comical, without the stress of it all. You know I own a lot of books, right? We have stuff, much of it heavy, a good part acquired over the course of the last year. I didn't want to move any of this shit for at least another year. Whatever, though. Adapt or die.

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The wedding was extremely private, the year 2020 being what it was. I dressed in green from toe to shoulder. He wore a yellow shirt, a denim jacket festooned with buttons, a long yellow skirt stitched with brown leaves, and black boots with neon-green laces. We both wore flowers in our hair, said our vows under an archway hung with flowers, spilling over with flowers, in a room crowded full flower arrangements and flower-based art installations. 

It's been a good year.

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Well! May the Lord grant us fortitude.

--JL