The problem with an empty apartment, aside from the lack of seating, is that the walls are now bare and therefore amplify the sound of my crying.
I have loved Boston.
UPDATE: Actually, there is one place to sit, thankfully: the toilet.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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I'm catching up and this post made me sad. :-( Well, glad that you still had a toilet you could use, but sad otherwise.
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