After a long time…
My vocab isn’t what it used to be and neither is my decision making but after the longest time coming I am now freer then I’ve ever been before, why?
I took down my pride and joy because I felt under pressure from everything at the time, I had moved out at the young tender age of 18 and lived with what is finally my ex boyfriend until just before I removed my first baby from the internet. I had technically purchased my first house and lived in flat on the ground floor, it had a concrete garden and crumble worthy driveway but it took some getting used to. First thing I didn’t like were the noise from the neighbors, music didn’t make me feel as though it was a joyous occasion so immediately I felt disconnected to my surroundings and relied on my own self sustenance to keep me busy to be honest. The space gave a late 1970’s vibe and the layout was favorable, but compared to what was on the market for the same price at the time it was a remarkable bargain.
