At some point in life you gotta move on, from the death of a close one, to the loss of your loved one, to the fact that you gotta move out of the apartment you currently live in. Sorry to be so morbid, it’s not really as important either.
Basically my poker-playing friend and I have to move out of this place and get somewhere else by December 1st.
Perhaps it’s easier said than done, but there is still time until then, so I guess we’ll just wait and see, shall we?
Also, if you don’t get the title, it’s military phonetic for “We’re on the move!”, and it comes from OM.