Seeking Shelter
So I've been living in the same apartment for 2 1/2 years. It's the
longest that I've lived any one place since I moved out of my parents
house when I was 17. I feel a kind of sentimental attachment to the
place. I know the story behind every stain on the carpet. I own all of
the furniture. It's all about me. But now the word has come down that
they are raising the rent again for the third straight year in a
row. This is completely unacceptable. So I've made the big
decision: Pack it up and head 'em out. Sometimes, you just gotta know
when to fold 'em.
It's kind of hard to find a roommate. One that you think will be pleasing
to you, anyway. It's hard to tell about people that you really don't
know. And that's the part that scares me. But I'm on the prowl. I have
to find somebody soon. Our lease ends July 31st and I better have
someplace to go by then. Problem is, I have two strikes against me: I'm
a smoker. I have a cat. These are hard to work with.
But I'm trying.
So hard.