Written around 2am on July 18th, 2000
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I thought I'd write something and see if anyone took notice. Maybe sweep a few of the cobwebs away. I'm doing a lot of that lately. In approximately two weeks, my lease will be up here. I've occupied this decently sized studio apartment for two years now. It's kinda crazy right now as I'm not fully sure where I'm moving to. My boyfriend of 16 months and I are moving in together. Well, if you want to get technical, he lives with me already. We're just upgrading. In the next 24 hours I will find out if the two-bedroom we applied for will be ours. Here's being hopeful, neh? It's also a little crazy for other reasons. I'm not rich anymore. Not that I ever was, but now money's tight. School's expensive and my part-time job doesn't pull in a lot of money. My guy's vowed to take care of me, but we're both a bit afraid of the whole dependency thing. It's new ground for the both of us. So Loki and I will be packing our bags soon. There's a lot to do. I need to get some overdue maintenance done on the apartment, do some cleaning (especially to this butt-ugly carpet), and then start packing. Two weeks... There's a lot of good and bad memories in this apartment. For one, I lost my virginity here. Unfortunately that falls under the 'bad' grouping. A lot's changed. I've changed. This apartment has been my asylum from the world. And it's gonna be all gone soon. To a new place. Not just my place, but 'our place.' I'll have to share. I'll have to give up some amount of control. If things go south, my new home might very well become a prison. Scary. All of it. On a lighter note, I've jury duty two weeks from now as well. It's going to be hard to move and sit down at the courthouse at the same time. A lot of things have happened since May '99. I could really address them all, but I don't feel the need to. We all know that I only write when I'm feeling not so great. So you could say that the last year or so has been... nice? Ehh... I fib. |