The moose

I've lived in Georgia almost my entire life (with the exception of the four years I spent living in Alabama for college), so it's very much considered home to me. And today's my last day living here.

I'm incredibly happy to be moving. I feel like I'm going to finally get a chance to really spread my wings and prosper. And I'm going to be moving in with someone very close to me. Waking up next to them every day is going to be incredible.

And I'm very excited to get out of the house I'm living in. I moved into this house in May of 2020. So this is where I've lived while going through COVID. It's where I've lived while getting fired from multiple jobs. It's where I've lived while losing friends that I wish I hadn't. It's where I've lived while hurting a lot. It's also where I lived where I learned that I was Jenny. All in all, this place has become quite the depression den. I've been needing to get out of here.

But I'm going to miss Georgia. Even after I move, I'll still consider it home. At least, a second home. I know that I have loved ones and family here for me. I'll miss them. And I'll miss living in Georgia. I'll miss the erratic weather. I'll miss the shitty traffic. I'll miss Battle and Brew. I'll miss the Vortex. I'll miss Mary's. Dear god I'll miss Taco Mac.

In many ways that were obvious, sure. But he can't really explain what he means by that. Doesn't really have to, so that's a plus.

Rocky didn't demand any of him.

Not in the sense that Linda had. He wasn't whining at him when he had to back off from attention or contact. He wasn't begging to call him pet names that got under his skin. He wasn't sobbing to be touched.

Rocky was beyond the others.

The thought struck him suddenly. Like he was on the receiving end of a Tesla coil. Sudden, vivid, and painful. Rocky was different. He wasn't here to win his affections. He merely had a job to do.

As Grace quietly (for once) went about his task, the man would realize how much that endeared him to the alien. He never tipped him too far so as to spill his discomfort.

Shadow the Hedgehog: Interesting. It's as if you've been wearing limiters this whole time and you realizing you wanted to live as a woman was what broke the limiters.

Me: Yeah, it's a lot like that.

Shadow the Hedgehog: Hmmm... tell me about this "estrogen."