I've lived in this apartment since November of 1998. That's a long fucking time. And there's a huge piece of me that's really sad to leave. But raised rents and unacceptable terms abound. And this aggression will not stand. You understand, yes?
The new townhouse is a thousand times better than this apartment. It's a huge step up in the housing world. But...
My problems with nostalgia and sentimentality are overwhelming me a little bit. And it's only going to get worse...