This is a just a short post to memorialize the place we have, last night, agreed to sell to someone else. Plenty of stuff could go wrong between now and the time it actually is to become that unmet person's property, but last night was the occasion upon which we agreed to terms, so I'm having my little moment now. It served both as my swank bachelor pad and also the first place L. and I lived after we were married. Plus, goddammit, it was a cool little crib. Quoting Ani DiFranco:
I'm recording our history now on the bedroom wall
and eventually the landlord will come
and paint over it all
1 comment:
I too am very sad about saying goodbye to your apartment!! At least you won't have to say goodbye to the city, the neighborhood, or anything else, but lived-in space is primary (primal?) and the first owned house will always be carried around with you. figuratively, of course.
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