occasionally one must delude oneself that they will meet someone in the near future. this is the only way that a single bachelor can be prodded off his ass to clean his apartment.
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The thought of ever bringing anyone into my apparttment doesn’t bother me as much as the idea of bringing someone into my room… You’d think that after eight months in the same place I would have put up my artwork and found a decent place fpr my instruments… Guess not.
Maybe I spent too much time / attention on the family room and getting it up to par…
Oh well, soon — or when I move again.