If I get through 18 months of living in this apartment, I think I can live just about anywhere. Save prison. Maybe.

When it's hot outside, the apartment is noisy and freezing from running the single window unit air conditioning constantly. When it's cold outside, the steam pipes bang and clank percussion in the walls in the wee small hours of the morning. And when, like today, it's somewhere in between, the humidity from outside seeps in at the windows and under the doors and keeps towels and dishes and myself in a constant state of molding wet.

Sigh. Life is endurance.

(3 months down, 15 left to go)

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