Movin On

I’m sitting in my new apartment. I’m pretty sure I can hear absolutely everything that is going on in every room surrounding me. I’m kinda nervous about this new adventure. (I think the upstairs neighbors are dancing. It’s 11:30 pm. Why are they dancing?) I'm in the middle of the city. And my apartment building looks mighty questionable. I had to fix the sink when I got here. And I forgot I don’t have any towels. I also don’t have a bed yet. There’s a smell that I can’t seem to get rid of--I’ve been spraying air freshener every 10 minutes since I got here. There may also be a spider problem. That can’t be good. Maybe this situation will be temporary. I don’t know yet. It’s only day #1. I've got time to figure it all out. And who knows. Maybe all this place needs is a couple pictures hung on the wall and a plant. And probably earplugs.

.:*Kate*:.