It's freakin' unbelievable, my life now compared to 6 months ago.

In mid-May I was:

• Living with my Mom and trying desperately not to strangle her on her "off" days.
• In a dead-end job at a dead-end company in NoLib.
• Sleeping in my childhood room and its tiny (albeit comfortable) bed.
• A little morose because I couldn't figure out how to get ( Read more... )

Monday will be exactly 3 months since I left Philly. This is what I wrote on the train the evening of Sunday, August 12th:

Man, that (cleaning out the house) was hard! Really, really hard. Almost-had-a-breakdown hard ( Read more... )