First Night in My Newly Leased Apartment...

I am settled..yeah no. I’m actually not settled. Not settled at all. My insides are settled, but my room is a mess. And it’s not even a room. It’s my very first apartment!!! A few observations if you will.

I think that somebody needs to install some Partier Insurance for those who are not interested in listening to a party happening under one’s feet—namely me. It doesn’t really bother me, but it is quite different. When I was at Murray State, I didn’t allow myself to go to the Scary Unknown—or off-campus apartments without somebody holding my hand. I heard that it was fun, but I didn’t want to take the risk of introducing my flesh to fun, liking it, and subsequently failing out of college. So, I stayed inside as a humble, meek school gal.

Now here I am. 24 and in an off campus apartment. The appeal is minimal. I’m too old now to be enticed by the Scary Unknown. The thudding of the newest and most hip rap songs I am hoping will lull me to sleep.

I am ever so grateful to have this opportunity to be in my own place—my own little nook of paradise. I think I will like this very much.

Peace and Blessings.

JLP

P.S. I never really told my readers that I am back from Holly, Michigan. So, there you go. I’m back as of August 7^th or 9^th—the days run together.