Wheeeeeeeeeee!
I pause and look around me. I just arrived up in my Bellingham apartment after a long, long hiatus living in my parents' cushiony bubble of gourmet food, fine music and responsible, goal-oriented work activities.
Half an hour in, I'm sitting in the middle of a messy kitchen eating Kraft mac n' cheese, reading escapist Tolkien fantasy with Slayer cranked up to levels our neigbors downstairs are probably objecting to.
There's no place like home.
Just thought I'd share.
~Meg
(PS. To be fair to Heather, the kitchen is pretty clean. The apartment in general though is MESSY.)
Half an hour in, I'm sitting in the middle of a messy kitchen eating Kraft mac n' cheese, reading escapist Tolkien fantasy with Slayer cranked up to levels our neigbors downstairs are probably objecting to.
There's no place like home.
Just thought I'd share.
~Meg
(PS. To be fair to Heather, the kitchen is pretty clean. The apartment in general though is MESSY.)