solo

if i could revert back in time and sing aloud the jingle to the Huggies commercials, i would. at this moment, nothing sounds sweeter than "i'm a big kid now!"

one may ask: to what are you attributing this newfound sense of growth? to which i would reply: i officially live alone. solo. it's me and the apartment, together. 


last week, my roommate of two years moved out. after painstakingly searching for apartments, i decided to stay at my humble abode in brentwood. and thank goodness. for the first time in my life, i am flying solo in the home department...which means i need to feel comfort. security. community.

after years of claiming that i feel the forces of adulthood, i have to say that this "living alone business" tops it. the only child in me can finally come out and play. where should i hang that photo? do you mind if so-and-so stays for the weekend? what do you think of these new dishes? as much as i am a proponent for compromise, making decisions on my own really does make me feel like "i'm a big girl now!"