Ok so here’s the deal.
I’m moving back home.
“GASP!!” you say.
No really. I am. I love Philadelphia. I will definitely miss my beautifully airy, well-lit, and spacious apartment on the 6th floor… but, I’ve decided not to renew my lease at the good old black and gold Iroquois Building. Now don’t get all upset and mushy on me. Cuz it’s going to be alright.
After some long hard thinking and self examination, I’ve realized that it just makes sense. I’ve decided to go home for a few months to get things “together” and start looking for a house. This is the goal and I’m putting it out here for all of you to read… so that you can hold me to it.
I feel somewhat afraid.
In all honesty, I’m so blessed to have a family that will welcome me back with open arms (as long as I pay for the house laundry detergent among a few other menial things of household contribution). And though I will miss having my own space, I know that it will be worth it. Wish me good providence. Don’t worry. I’ll be back very soon.
2 comments:
Hey being home isn't so bad, takes some getting use to but you'll do it. you'll be fine
Thanks Gibs
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