60 weeks later
...and I've come crawling back. There are still brick walls surrounding me, but now they're made of softer things; fear, loneliness, boredom, and city transit. So, let's see...
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- the amount of houseplants and conversations have increased, but not to any point that you should worry yourself over.
- i'm only letting in birds of a paper feather.
- there are several pieces of parquet removed from the floor, but i almost have a whole set of jenga happening.
- the balcony door slides properly now, but you are still welcome to walk through the screen.
- some walls/doors are lime green.
- there is an abundance of obnoxious hip hop coming from my stereo.
- i'm an unfortunate ball of fortune.
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- the amount of houseplants and conversations have increased, but not to any point that you should worry yourself over.
- i'm only letting in birds of a paper feather.
- there are several pieces of parquet removed from the floor, but i almost have a whole set of jenga happening.
- the balcony door slides properly now, but you are still welcome to walk through the screen.
- some walls/doors are lime green.
- there is an abundance of obnoxious hip hop coming from my stereo.
- i'm an unfortunate ball of fortune.