I feel like a bird. I’ve gathered everything I can think of to make a nest for myself, but it doesn’t seem to hang well on the tree.
An apartment. That’s all I want. Reasonable. I pay my bills on time. I can put a months rent in advance. I can pay a deposit. I’ll clean the place out to perfection whenever I leave. I don’t have pets. I’m constantly on Craigslist.
When I find a perfect place for me, it’s already rented. I guess I need to fly faster, huh?
The on bedroom apartment must be on the Monterey side of 101 from Marina on!