squeaky clean
First of all, I love open WiFi networks. I'm sitting in the living room of my new apartment, pirating the internet to my heart's content.
So I have a new place to live. It's not as nice (or as large) as the last place, and it costs more, but it's got a lot more character (the building is quite old, although I'm not sure of its exact age), and
it's a lot more stereotypically New York in a lot of ways. I'll try to take a few snapshots once it's a little more organised, you'll see what I mean.
Tonight I painted the last wall of the old apartment back to its original, slightly dull colour. Caitlin was there too, helping clean up after completing her portion of the painting the night before. That wasn't as weird as either of us thought it would be, I think - it's been good to see her after what seems like a really long time, and I think we're transitioning into the friends thing pretty well. She leaves the city (and the country) next week to assist a designer in Prague, which is pretty incredible. Her life is changing a lot now that she's quitting her current job to freelance as a sound designer. I think she'll do really well, and I hope she has the opportunity to prove that.
So the old apartment is now bare, and Caitlin and I now no longer have any financial or legal ties to one another. I came back to my new place tonight and, after a little organising and cleanup, took a long, cool shower. As much as I hate to reference Sam Shepard, it reminded me of one of the final scenes of Curse of the Starving Class, where a cold bath makes Weston feel like he could take on the world (although hopefully it's not too late for me, as it was for Weston).
As I looked over the apartment with what I guess can be called "fresh eyes" I suddenly felt contentment, which surprised me. After all the turmoil surrounding the old place, the search for this place, and the move, it feels good to know that I can say once again "if someone asks, this is where I'll be."
So I have a new place to live. It's not as nice (or as large) as the last place, and it costs more, but it's got a lot more character (the building is quite old, although I'm not sure of its exact age), and
it's a lot more stereotypically New York in a lot of ways. I'll try to take a few snapshots once it's a little more organised, you'll see what I mean.
Tonight I painted the last wall of the old apartment back to its original, slightly dull colour. Caitlin was there too, helping clean up after completing her portion of the painting the night before. That wasn't as weird as either of us thought it would be, I think - it's been good to see her after what seems like a really long time, and I think we're transitioning into the friends thing pretty well. She leaves the city (and the country) next week to assist a designer in Prague, which is pretty incredible. Her life is changing a lot now that she's quitting her current job to freelance as a sound designer. I think she'll do really well, and I hope she has the opportunity to prove that.
So the old apartment is now bare, and Caitlin and I now no longer have any financial or legal ties to one another. I came back to my new place tonight and, after a little organising and cleanup, took a long, cool shower. As much as I hate to reference Sam Shepard, it reminded me of one of the final scenes of Curse of the Starving Class, where a cold bath makes Weston feel like he could take on the world (although hopefully it's not too late for me, as it was for Weston).
As I looked over the apartment with what I guess can be called "fresh eyes" I suddenly felt contentment, which surprised me. After all the turmoil surrounding the old place, the search for this place, and the move, it feels good to know that I can say once again "if someone asks, this is where I'll be."
posted by Mike at 12:20 AM
3 Comments:
I'll move in with you, then we'll see how things really are.
Good for you. I'm glad that you have made the transition relatively nicely. I'm sure the distance helped. It seems like things are going well...and thankfully NY has not eaten your soul to much to blog a little.
Please do post some pics, I'll be interested to see your decorative style/tastes.
Dereck, you're always welcome.
Izzy: NYC is great, but there's still something missing...not quite sure what that is yet. Thanks for the comment, it's been hard for me to contact Caitlin's friends.
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