Back in Somerville
Yesterday I got back to Somerville around 4:30am. Instead of going to sleep right away (which I should’ve done since I had to be at work at 10:30), I got reacquainted with my apartment. One of my roommates had moved out while I was away and things just felt different. Also, I was too happy to be back to go to sleep.
Apartment, I know I give you crap about not having a living room or a couch (and you know how I love me some couches) and about your ridiculously sensitive smoke alarms that go off when someone opens the door, but deep down I truly love you. I love that you’re so close to the T, I love that there are four doors in my room but only one of them opens, and I love that you have a deck. I guess what I’m trying to say is, I’m really going to miss you.
I might be moving to another apartment (with a living room), but you’ll always have a special place in my heart.