I bussed all the way to the west side of the city to view a room for rent, and no one answered the d

I bussed all the way to the west side of the city to view a room for rent, and no one answered the door. I know I was in the right place because I saw the cat from the Craiglist ad photos. There I was, squatting in their yard, whispering to him and asking which door I should knock on. He slunk away before I could pet him. At least the cherry blossoms were pretty. Best I’ve seen my first hanami season back in Vancouver. I realized that was the 13th place I’ve been to view, so I guess that’s why it was unlucky. I’ve been looking for a place to move into since February. Pretty tired of it, but I know I’m being picky. It’s hard to find that balance between a home that’s comfortable for me as I am now, and a home that encourages me as my ideal self. Getting older has got me anxious all the time. It feels like if I don’t start moving in the right direction now, I’ll probably never do it. Sometimes I’m jealous. Our lives are so much longer than the cherry blossoms’. There are so many decisions to make, and all this time to regret and second guess those decisions. You can’t just enjoy the fresh air for a bit and then let go.  -- source link

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