July Diary Entry
Celebrating finally getting the internet set up in my new place with another LIFESTYLE post, heavy on the journaling.
The most important news bulletin of course being that part: I have moved! Into a place all my own, in the most thrilling living situation development this idiosyncratic recluse has experienced since the three months she lived alone in a log cabin one winter.
This apartment has much to recommend itself, not least of which being that when I first checked my mail I found a notice from a veterinarian to a previous resident informing them that their dog JEAN LUC was due for a yearly vaccine. Jean Luc!
You know how college was great because it was Kid Town? It was this little spot in the world where nearly the entire community was made up of people in about a five year age range, who had all self-selected to be in a relatively similar part of their lives with similar priorities. I think I might have found Adult Town, and it’s because this apartment complex only has one-bedroom units. So there are no families. Everyone here seems to be a single person or a couple between about 25 and 33 years old, and they go off to work and then come back and chill and make dinners and play with each other’s cool pets and it’s just….so neat? So nice? What a novel environment! Adult Town! Down off a cul-de-sac so it’s very quiet, with four little two-story apartment buildings cradling this wonderful central park-like area with grass and paths and huge leafy trees and a tiny creek with a walk-bridge, and yet it still only takes me 25 minutes to commute in to my office downtown. PORTLAND.
Anyhow the way I am starting my Adult Lifestyle is apparently by spending my entire tax return on mid-century modern furniture, which is more of a statement if you knew just how big my very surprising tax return was for last year.
But until that gets delivered I’ve just been hanging out in the middle of my rug on the bare wood floor, which is a #vibe honestly. It’s kind of paradoxical, but there’s something about sitting on the floor that can make normal things feel more… glamorous? Like the activity of a society bohemian. Browsing articles on the floor. Eating sushi on the floor. Writing this on the floor.