1B233 is internal code for my apartment #233 at Mariners Village. I even checked it against my old tenant ID (which I can't bring myself to throw away) and confirmed that yep, it's my old place. It's my apartment. Mine. And it's available, and I can't imagine why.
It's only been six months since I fucked up and made this apartment available to someone else, and what happened? How was this beautiful home not enough for you? Who the hell moved in there, and then left only six months later? Having left after six years still makes me want to slit my wrists. I should still be there. How was that not a home enough for you??? I'd give anything to still be there. Anything. I should never have left. What the fuck?
Also, it's not going for much more than they were going to charge me, but not anywhere near as much more as I thought it would be. Given the location, I thought they'd rent that place out for three grand.
|I miss you Apartment 233. Desperately. I want to go home.|
I loved that place so much. I'm so homesick.