September 21, 2002

Cabin Fever

I keep having these dreams involving my bed: me, sitting next to my bed, on a floor, looking out a big window.... or, my bed in the middle of a huge room, deciding where to move it.

I could try to get all Freudian and try to pull some deeper analysis out of it, but the fact of the matter is, I'm tired of the space I currently use as a "home". I've been thinking of moving my bed around to possibly make it more spacious, but that just isn't going to work. I've been here for six years now, and I just can't take it anymore! It's too small! Or rather, I have too much stuff. It just doesn't all fit anymore. And I know I should move into a larger space.. but I'm just too cheap. The $450/month rent has spoiled me. I cannot imagine paying, like, $800/month... it seems so extravagant - and it wouldn't allow me to buy all the meaningless shit I purchase from week to week. I've come to a priorities crossroads here people... a fork-in-the-proverbial-road.

But you know what? I'm just gonna end up sticking around probably... it takes too much effort and much, too much in the way of decision-making for my taste. Nawww, I'll just stay here dreaming about a larger apartment, complaining to whomever will listen.


posted by julie at September 21, 2002 12:00 AM


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