…and relish the independence.
Honestly wasn’t sure if I would ever cross this one off of my bucket list. Between student loans and the impossibility of finding a decent paying job, living on my own felt like a pipe dream. 213 more words
It seems like just yesterday we celebrated my sister Jay’s 15th birthday. It was a hot weekend in June in 2001. I’m Dominican, so it is no surprise that in our tiny Brooklyn apartment, we had like 50 relatives. 1,334 more words
So I live with 12 people. That may sound scary to you but actually it’s not that bad. I live in a converted warehouse so it’s a huge space, everyone has their own private bedrooms and people are on such different schedules, in and out all the time that it rarely ever feels like there’s 12 people in at once. 583 more words