It was a typical city apartment. Small, boxy, and brown. The space that was designated for the kitchen was unremarkable and almost unmemorable. Everything was yellow and brown from the linoleum on the floor to the wallpaper that covered the walls. The oven was turned on, doing its best to perfectly tenderize the Idaho yellow…
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Couches
I should be anywhere, but here. Yet, here is where I am not applying for jobs or finding a new therapist. Instead I am on Tod’s couch. Tod’s couch that lives in Larry’s apartment. Larry’s couch is in my storage unit. Ted decided that it made the most sense to take his ex-boyfriend’s couch and…