it was my first real bedroom in LA. i lived in 2 apartments before this, and i was either sharing a room with gordon or living wall-less in a loft.
my room here got a sliding door closet that was all my own too. before this, i was always splitting space 50/50 with g.
we had some good gatherings at this apartment. nothing wild like college. but a shitload of taboo, scene it, and buzz. i watched santonio holmes makes the 2nd-greatest catch in super bowl history in this living room, and i ran laps around this place when rivers hit jackson for that game-winning TD against the giants this year.
i'm far from being completely grown up, but i'd say the time i lived in this apartment was a time of going from post-college not giving a f to damn i'm 25 wtf am i doing with my life. i wake up and go to sleep thinking about different things now than i did when i moved in.
thanks for all the memories, unit 8. it's been real special.
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