- I'm in Minneapolis.
- I found an apartment.
- I start my job in a couple weeks.
- I'm shopping for furniture.
- I'm going to Puerto Rico.
All of this should be making me very happy, and it is, technically. But I'm also really sad about having to be a grown-up and why can't I just live with my parents and secretly take pictures of my dad looking out the window through his binoculars for the rest of my life?
I moved out of their house on Thursday at precisely 12:14pm. Check this out:
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| *sob* |
1 comment:
I hope your new apartment is the one I hope it is!
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