Finding Home
We could’ve seen the excessive nail-marks in the wall as holes, but we chose to see them as opportunities—convenient holders for tiki umbrellas during our tropical-themed party.
We could’ve seen the excessive nail-marks in the wall as holes, but we chose to see them as opportunities—convenient holders for tiki umbrellas during our tropical-themed party.
To me, “roommate” means something even stronger than “friend.”
Folksy places have their dark side.
As the days now grow shorter and the nights darker, I try to let the metaphor of autumn give me hope instead of melancholy.
The laughter flowed freely, as if the devastation of the last few days had dammed it up until it burst from us all at once.
Roommate night has sustained us through breakups, engagements, angst, hopes, and now even a pandemic.
I’d known when Josh and I started dating that I might have to leave. But staying was within our grasp, and it feels nice to know what your future is going to look like.
I didn’t like my room when I first moved in. It didn’t have Flynn, for one thing.
“I’m glad you’re here, Will,” said David, “because Sarah and I have an announcement to make.”
That’s a heavy con for Madison (Pros: Government job benefits, Roommate Night with my best friends, a church that has become home, cheese).