as this year wraps up i have longing for only one thing.
a home.
a place to rest my head, keep my things, relax, and admire.
my sisters house, tashas, andrews...
they arent home. at least they arent my home.
andrew's is the closest i have. and i dont even have a key.
i sleep here, eat here, and play here. i would love to call this apartment home, but its not. no key, no stuff.
its just my boyfriends apartment.
where is my apartment? i thought it was going to be on 38th and delaware.
but now that might not be the case.
i sure as hell cant afford to live by myself.
i just want a place to call home. seems like the hardest thing for me to find.
in reality its been the biggest battle since i moved here.
i can find a job, get a car, but not find a place to live and im tired of it.
im sick of searching for roomates,
sick of never having what i need where i am,
sick of not being able to dance around in my underwear,
sick of not having a place to be me for a few hours.
i lost my job friday.
put a deposit on that apartment the same day.
job searching
christmas
yesterday everything gets switched around
today i interviewed at a few places.
i definately have a job next week, but im waiting to hear from ossip to determine which one i'll take.
i'll either be the jack of all trades at an awards design company, or a technician at ossip.
im ready for 2007. ready for these changes to happen. to have some solid ground.
ready to feel at home. i feel constantly unsettled.
nothing is solid, everything is air.
nothing is solid.
i just want something in my life to be solid.
Current Location: |
andrew's |
thinking...: |
depressed |
...singing...: |
john digweed |