My apartment reaches a sweetspot of coldness during fall/winter days that makes my body want to shiver. Then, during the evening, the heat kicks on and my place gets bearable. Sometimes at night it’s a little warm, even.
As I type this my fingers are cold. My upstairs neighbor is performing a complicated solo on her squeaky floorboards, accompanied by the percussive sounds of a wildly galloping cat and things she occasionally drops. I have forgotten her name, so when I see her around I just say “Hey neighbor!”.
We have a new neighbor across the hall from me. She appears to like her new place a lot, judging by how she seems to actually use her sunroom instead of closing the blinds and storing stuff in there like the rest of us do. Mine is a tiny bike shop complete with tools, a repair stand, and storage.
I guess I should pay my rent.
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