It’s September! And I’ve moved! Hurray for sunny Santa Monica (or, more often, foggy beach weather) and for young people all about, and for fun things mere blocks away from me.
I was going to write a full post, but I have duffel bags looming over my shoulder, so I’m going to get to unpacking. Unpacking in my very own apartment (that is not subsidized by any family member). My exhaustion and stress and overwhelmed-ness in the logistics of moving had temporarily clouded this fact. The fact of independence, so sweet. Steps to adulthood…so cliche, but that doesn’t make this satisfaction any less great.
A room of one’s own, indeed.