Sleepwalking my way through life: Bankruptcy, here I come



Bankruptcy, here I come

Finally, it’s within sight. After months of planning and gut numbing anticipation, it is finally here. We have a flat.

We had wandered around about a dozen flats, examining the properties with a meticulous eye. How big were the bedrooms, could we fit a freezer in the kitchen, where was that smell coming from? Each carpet was subtly pressed with the toe of my shoe, searching for creaks or unevenness. Each wall was scanned for cracks or damp. Each defect in the laminate flooring was tsked at.

But we have one. Four floors up, four minutes from the supermarket and four seconds from a bus stop (which is a forty minute ride into Glasgow). We have one.

I feel like stepping outside into the cold, icy night and yelling. I feel like tilting my head back, letting my hair fall from my eyes as I fix the moon with a steely gaze, and erupting in a long animalistic roar. My fists would be clenched, my veins throbbing with excitement, as I bellow one singular word.

Freedom.
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2 Comments:

At 12:32 am, Anonymous Aidan said...

Good job on finding yourself a place! Photos when you're settled in, yeah? Good. ;)

 
At 9:11 pm, Anonymous Elisabeth Ice Cream said...

Make space for me when I come over! ;)
Congrants on a new place, and yes, your readers DEMAND pictures! :D

 

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