Moving forward using all my breath making love to you was never second best Shawshank, April 1, 2022 Good morning happy April fools day! It’s a bright sunny, breezy morning here. Since it’s April 1st, that means that I’ve been in The Flat for one year officially today. 1 year. 365 days. This year has gone so very quickly. I remember moving in. I remember dragging stuff down from Shady Acres before work in a metal cart. I must have looked pretty strange. By April 1st I had everything in here, and could just wait for the internet guy to come. It took me being pushy to actually get him here in the day he was supposed to be. They tried to tell me that there was no one available. I told them that I had booked this appointment a month earlier, and that they had better find someone that wanted a little overtime, because I couldn’t afford to take another day out of work because they couldn’t plan properly. Needless to say they had someone out here about 20ish minutes later. One year wow. I like this little place. It’s quiet, and peaceful. Happy one year in The Flat! And happy Friyay! I love you. Non sum qualis eram. Life blogbloggercoffeejournalmorningsone year anniversarythe flatTinyTown
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