Epiphany

Matt and I are apartment-hunting today, looking for a place to live for grad school and beyond. I was going about it like a college student, looking for places close to campus.

Then I had an epiphany.

I could have a dishwasher. And a patio. And a fucking fitness center. I mean, we're gonna be here for a while! This isn't a subletting deal. This is us, finding a place to live and having jobs and careers!

So now I am looking at nicer apartments, farther away, that allow pets, and have covered parking. Some of them have gates.

And it's making me feel like an adult. But then I remember I dance in the shower, and I feel slightly less claustrophobic.