Memories: Living Alone

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Thursday, March 17, 2005

Living Alone

The first time I lived alone, I had my son with me. He was just two. It was very hard. I moved into a dusty apartment and my allergies bothered me the whole time. I had very odd and ugly furniture. For a couch, I had a genuine loveseat, the back seat of my dad's oldsmobile on wheels. It wasn't very... Sign in to see full entry.

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