But different. Back to the apartment staring at things that belong to me, belong to the owner, or belong to the flat itself. Looking for...

and a little rusty...

Despite the increased addiction to my bed, my own first apartment has forced me to grow quickly. "Alone," here is in no way a bad thing....

I was also considering naming this post, an incredibly made-up adjective, "Reverse-Culture-Shocking". Coming back to New York/ New Jersey...