My landlord is bringing over some possible new tenants and I’m sort of rushing around the house, cleaning up and making things look awesome. But of course this place is awesome. And I’m feeling nostalgic and just a little sad to be leaving this apartment. I love it. I’ve flung the windows open and a crisp breeze is blowing through. I’m going to miss having free (sort of) laundry.

I hope I took enough pictures during the last two years that I’ve lived here.

Oh, man! The memories! I’m getting sappy.