My Lovely Journey

Describes what he has encountered and his journey up to his new house and surroundings.

           As I sit in my house, I ponder. I wonder how long it will take for me to make things right. I don’t have many friends because I don’t live near many people that I like; big problem there, I suppose. I just want to think that there is something out there for me. My mind says that there is, but I seem to always doubt it, probably because I have had such bad luck in the past, I don’t know though.

             I moved to this area back in 2003, when my old house in Renovo had burnt down; do to the “Cherry” of a cigarette falling to the ground (smart on my part, right?). Anyways, I moved here and had to start from scratch; everything but my dog was destroyed. I am happy I still have my dog (Cody); at least we have each other still. It was a terrible experience for us though, because we didn’t know anybody in this area and we only had a car at the moment. We had some money but not enough to buy or build a house. We literally lived in a car for about 6 months, asking random people to use their showers and bathroom before I decided to settle with an apartment. The best part was I found an apartment that allowed pets, that was good news for my pup and I.

             Our apartment is pretty nice, not the best, but it will suffice. Our neighbors are a little strange to me. Or maybe, I am just anti-social; that’s probably it. But, I mean they are up all day and all night, and they aren’t even teenagers; they are in their 40’s. You would think that somebody in their 40’s would be working or something, but not them; losers. I am lucky that I have one of the end apartment rooms, so I don’t have two neighbors next to me; only have to deal with one side of me being annoyed. Over the years I have slowly weaned myself away from human contact; I guess that explains a lot, right?

             I don’t hate where I live, I am grateful to have found a place; maybe not in the best place possible, but it works.  Everything is pretty close to each other, and it is easy to get around. It isn’t like everything is too cluttered to the point you can’t drive, but it isn’t to spread apart either; it’s just “perfect”. I only say “perfect” because there are a decent amount of thefts going on but luckily none of my possessions.  Even if some of my stuff gets stolen, I conveniently live near a Wal-Mart; which is pretty cool. I mean, it’s not like I don’t have money anymore; I found a new job a few days after I got my apartment. I work for a corporate business ran by some snobby “Old Money” guy who didn’t have to move a finger to become rich; but it’s whatever. I guess some people have more luck than others, but that doesn’t mean anything really; I’ll make it to that point one day! I hope. 

Author's Note

Year: 2010

Reviews

[InsanityWriter]

Interesting. :) Keep writing!

[Tracey C.]

Thank youu! ;D I shall keep writing but i this is only to the side, our story is first priority when it comes to writing. =)

[InsanityWriter]

^_^ Cool! :D

[Tracey C.]

Yuss! ^_-