Well, apartment searching isn't exactly sinister. Just tiring and annoying. If the roomshare in Brooklyn doesn't work out, I'm going to pick up a sublet in Queens. It would be for two months, which would give me time to find work, and find a more permanent place to live. And I wouldn't have to make a ridiculous commute from Westchester into the city everyday.
My birthday was...well, it was okay. I did some shopping and tried to stop wishing it wasn't my birthday. Because if it wasn't my birthday, I wouldn't feel so down in the dumps about being by myself, wandering the city aimlessly. It was just a really lonely day, and all the beautiful clothes for sale couldn't make me feel better. I guess I was also feeling discouraged because my apartment search has been so...not what I expected. I think if that hadn't been weighing on my mind, I wouldn't have felt so sad. Plus, no one wants to be alone on their birthday.
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