Six years ago today I moved into my apartment. I was 22 and basically jobless, and this was the first time I had to pay rent and bills, grocery shop for myself and generally be a grown-up. For the first couple of years I had no television or computer or close friends nearby. I've spent a lot of time alone in this little apartment, and I'm only going to be here another two months. So hooray excellent apartment! Thanks.
This picture, however, is not of my apartment. It's Josh's new room in San Diego, and I spent today helping him move in. I hope he enjoys his as much as I've enjoyed mine.