perspective
Every once in a while...as I'm sitting in my house...I remember that I OWN this thing*.
90% of the time, I just feel like I did in any other apartment - temporarily taking up residence in an adequate space. Then the other 10% of the time, reality strikes me...and I feel OLD, and RESPONSIBLE, and CLAUSTROPHOBIC.
Maybe I'm just being crazy. Or maybe this is a new perspective that I gained overnight as I turned the age page from 27 to 28. Or perhaps I really AM old and responsible. Those aren't necessarily bad things. are they?
*I guess technically the bank owns it. They are just loaning it to me.
90% of the time, I just feel like I did in any other apartment - temporarily taking up residence in an adequate space. Then the other 10% of the time, reality strikes me...and I feel OLD, and RESPONSIBLE, and CLAUSTROPHOBIC.
Maybe I'm just being crazy. Or maybe this is a new perspective that I gained overnight as I turned the age page from 27 to 28. Or perhaps I really AM old and responsible. Those aren't necessarily bad things. are they?
*I guess technically the bank owns it. They are just loaning it to me.