Boston, Massachusetts

Though it is pretty nice.

This is the outside of my apartment, and my parlor. I’m settling in, but I don’t know if it will ever feel like home. It’s so perfect and clean. And so very, very quiet. No kitties crashing around, no loving boy calling my name, no Saturday morning breakfast eating bacon and drinking orange juice, reading the paper.

I like it here a lot, but… I’m lonely.

Music: Please Come to Boston by Billy Joe Royal (lyrics)