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Drop me home.
I think I'm moving next month. I'm pretty sure I'm moving. I'm not totally sure about it, but I think that's what's going to happen. It's not very clear in my head.
I'm at my parents' right now and in about an hour I'm going to sign a lease and get control of an apartment. It's a studio that's about the size of my freshman year dorm room, with a bit of extra space for the bathroom, right around the corner from my parents' building. The view is - well, pretty much nonexistent, and I think that's why I'm so hesitant about moving from the Y. As much as I hate the girls on the floor and waking up to cold linoleum and dealing with communal bathrooms, my view is spectacular and a lot of what keeps me going each day. Giving that up's going to be hard.
That, and I'm hoping to get a job outside of the city somewhere, so I'll have to move again, and I want to find a way to stay put somehow. Eventually.
I'm at my parents' right now and in about an hour I'm going to sign a lease and get control of an apartment. It's a studio that's about the size of my freshman year dorm room, with a bit of extra space for the bathroom, right around the corner from my parents' building. The view is - well, pretty much nonexistent, and I think that's why I'm so hesitant about moving from the Y. As much as I hate the girls on the floor and waking up to cold linoleum and dealing with communal bathrooms, my view is spectacular and a lot of what keeps me going each day. Giving that up's going to be hard.
That, and I'm hoping to get a job outside of the city somewhere, so I'll have to move again, and I want to find a way to stay put somehow. Eventually.