A summer of change.
A summer of adventure.
A summer of Netflix.
A summer of figuring it out.
A summer of laughs.
A summer of tears.
A summer of new people.
A summer of new foods.
A summer of books.
A summer of living.
I said good bye to apartment 29-202 just a few short days ago. This was the place I spent my summer…when I wasn’t on the road or in Texas. Moving out to my first place wasn’t under very good circumstances but it was what I needed. This was the place I could finally call my own and I felt 100% safe, something I really needed as I was finally able to begin grieving.
29-202 saw lots of tears. I cried the first day when I unpacked my suitcase for the first time in three months into a dresser I could call mine. I cried the first day when I was so tired and dehydrated and I couldn’t figure out that the washing machine wasn’t working because the water was turned off to the machine. I cried when I felt so alone at night when I really missed talking to mom. I cried for no reason. I cried when I showed a friend my favorite movie, which I warned her would make us cry.
29-202 saw lots of laughs. I laughed the third day of life in my apartment when I realized the water was turned off to the washing machine and all I had to do was flip a nozzle. I laughed at Missy playing with a new toy. I laughed my way through four seasons of FRIENDS in twelve days. I laughed with friends while I cooked. I laughed on the phone with my brother. I laughed at the neighbors playing Pokemon Go when they almost stepped in front of a car. I laughed for no reason. I laughed when I tried putting a desk together by myself after I had wine. I laughed the next morning when I realized I had put the wrong pieces of the desk together. I laughed two days later when I called friends in to help put the desk together and tipsy Jess had actually been right and we had to reassemble the whole desk.
My time in 29-202 was short, but it will never be forgotten.
Here’s to the next season, a season of many things I’ll soon be discovering.