I'm just having a momentary pang of missing my old apartment in Cincinnati. God, that was a great apartment. 1300 square feet, huge windows, 10 foot ceilings, wood floors throughout, closets everywhere, excellent water pressure... Sigh... Not that my current place is bad. But it will just never be the same. I think the Cincinnati apartment is the place to which all future housing will be compared. It's the yardstick. Despite the fact that I had no control over the heat, an elephant lived upstairs, and the bathroom ceiling sort of leaked and caved in every now and then. For love, you'll just put up with that sort of thing...

Only memories, fading memories, blending into dull tableaux... I want them back... I want them back...

SOTD: Barenaked Ladies, Old Apartment (obviously)

Posted by blueostrich at 9:54 AM
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