Okay, so I haven’t updated in a while now and it seems that so much has happened. I’m moving. I’m outta here at the end of the month and I still don’t know where I’m going to go. I was evicted. That’s just great and lovely my friends. My roommate went and got into a bit of a mess and now I’m out as well and without a guaranteed place just because I live here. I suppose I could go downstairs to the landlord and try and convince him to let me keep this place and take over it’s lease, but I don’t feel like he would let me. Besides, I don’t feel moved to do so. I guess getting evicted could be in a way a good thing. I’ve been thinking of taking a different living arrangement for some time now, and this will be my excuse to do so. Trouble is, having lived with other people for my whole life, I have no furniture except for bedroom stuff. Strange but true, age 26 and I don’t even own a couch or a dinning room table. I enjoy keeping things pretty empty and minimalist now, but that’s a little bit much. I guess I’ll be deal hunting soon, trying to get some simple furniture. I do own dishes and things thank goodness. I think in the mean time, until I get the things I need I’ll just do the stereotypical college living thing and prop things up on upturned moving crates. It could be fun. God, I’m so sickly optimistic lately.
I guess I could go and stay with a couple friend in another town a few hours away for awhile until a place come up here in the town I live in now. Kinda hard to leave my whole life behind though and just go to some hick town where don’t know anyone else but that couple. That could however be just the challenge I’ve been looking for. Maybe I’ll do it. My current roomie wants to buy a mobile home and says I should live with her in that. I might but we’re having trouble finding a place to put it. There are no trailer park lots ATM and we need one in like three weeks. In any case, I think I want to go my own way for a while and live life the way I want to. I tend to feel lately like I can’t do as I will to the extent I would like. I’m in my mid twenties now. In fact sometimes I stop nad think of just how fast my life is going by and how far behind me my childhood is now… Yet I also feel like I have never really lived in the world. As I mentioned before, I have never lived completely on my own. In fact I also still have my old single bed and have never had bills in my name.
I have no clue what I will do here. Three weeks ids not long enough to get into a place in my price range. I make a very low income, and could not get a damage deposit and first months rent together even if I could find a place nearby. I’m so up the creek with out a paddle here, and yet I don’t feel myself really caring a whole lot. Maybe the new sense of faith and power that I seem to have acquired in the last few months is doing the job of protecting me from all this trouble, or maybe my mind just can’t even process this kind of thing. Maybe this is what happens when everyone goes out of their way to keep a person from having to learn, having to try. Oh well. We shall see. I’ll keep this updated.
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