On My Own

This is a true story. I must have been three to five years old, and I was in my bed room talking to my Dad about Moving out. I mean moving out not like I wanted to then, But why people did move out from their parents house and such. I have absolutely no clue now way we were talking about this. But I remember this clearly. I told him that I was not going to move out until I was 28. He said that he would not let stay until I was 28 and asked why, he the replied I probably would want to move out by then anyway. I am now 30. I am moving on Friday.