Sunday, August 2, 2009

Summer Time in the City

I'm leaving tomorrow morning to look at apartments.
Every one that I've seen on the internet is small and I'm pretty sure it will make me feel crazy. I already live in a shoe box, goddammit.
I'm getting rid of a ton of shit. It feels weird, because I'm such a pack rat.
Will I finally have to break my OCD?
I need counseling, someone to tear things away from me like pieces of paper that I'm convinced will come in handy "one day."

Come stay with me when I get settled. I need people. You can sleep in my living room, if I have one.

love, erin

1 comment:

  1. im coming to visit! i miss you little one!!!!

    luuuuuuuuuuuuuuuv sara

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