Moved in
I am now residing in a duplex with 3 roommates. Rent’s good, roommates are cool and the commute to work is shorter. I do miss the steady ride and quietness of the train, compared to the start and stop jerking and loud engine of a bus, but with my iPod, I can ignore it. I must say I enjoy the fact that I can dictate my own schedule a little more, although I do miss my mom’s cooking already. That might have something to do with the fact that I’m not all that good in the kitchen, but on the upside it does force me to experiment and learn how to do things myself. What’s weird is that I seem to find I have more free time now that I’ve moved out, that or something happened to my perception of time.
It was difficult leaving the comfort and security of my parents’ house. It was familiar, it was safe, but just missing that feeling of actual independence. We all gotta grow up sometime, right? Mind you, I plan on staying immature for as long as possible, but the whole mental attitude towards life should gravitate towards adulthood and some measure of maturity.
It is odd that there is still activity in the house past 10pm, which is something I’m still adjusting to. My parents pretty much hit the sack by 10pm if not before, and the quietness of the house outside the muted flickering of the TV was something I had gotten used to. As I type this, one of my roommates is playing DDR in the background, the dishwasher is going and there’s traffic outside. Sperling’s a lot busier road at night than Pipeline.
I’m rambling and I should sleep. Work beckons in a few hours.