My sister flew back to Beijing yesterday. The apartment feels strange without her.
No more half-empty Snapple-bottles left within disturbing proximity to my computer, no more weird hair products and strange shampoo containers in the bathroom, and no more random shopping bags or new shoes scattered across the living room floor.
And no more "hold my bag" while she re-ties her shoelaces every single block we're on, and no more "let's go in here" when we pass by stores.
No more questions on how to transfer songs to the iPod, and no more yelling "HOW DO I DELETE THIS SONG???" while I'm in the other room on the phone with the vet.
"Just press DELEEETE!"
"WHERE....???"
"ON THE FUCKING KEEEEEYBOOOOOOOAAAARD"
Still, the cat and I miss her already.
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