I was feeling nostalgic on my trip back to my old apartment to meet with some new realtors. This time they hail from Corcoran so I know this time my apartment will be sold in a few months! The guy drove me back to midtown in his souped up BMW. I am sure that they will sell my apartment in no time. Which won't come any sooner since I need my parents' help to afford to live in Manhattan.
I sorta miss the high ceilings, hardwood floors, and the new appliances I had in the old apartment. I wish I had a 60K job that could afford that lifestyle. Now I make $8/hr and I have to finish that accounting project to pay my September rent which is late.
I am not motivated to do the taxes though.
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