Well, it’s official. The homeless ppl are movin into my apt, & I’m out.
I thought I’d take a min to tell you about my old apt. It was the 2nd floor of a house that overlooked Edgewater Park & Lake Erie. I had a front balcony from the living room, so I spent a TON of time out there watching the beauty in front of me.
The trees, the lake, the greenery. The changing of the colors, & eventually, the snow shimmering down on it all. I remember one night recently, everyone woke up to everything being covered in this light, glittery snow.
Except me. Cause I was up & out on my balcony from 3:30 am watching it all come down, flake by flake. I’ve been having trouble sleeping lately, so I was just up & went out there to watch it come down. It wasn’t freezing cold, so my down jacket (hat & gloves) kept me toasty warm.
I’m gonna miss that.
It was hardwood flooring, w/ real woodwork & trim everywhere. There were some built-in shelves w/ these delicate glass doors on them (to keep out dust). And the glass was BEVELED! In the dining room, there was a lil sitting area under the windows, & shelves underneath. 2 nice-sized bedrooms.
It’s fine though. Everything happens for a reason. I’m about to move to the East-side, just to the top of the hill at Little Italy. I’ve only ever lived on the West-side (over 20-odd years). Maybe I need to be away from everything I’ve ever known for a while.