Roots and Rooms
So it's Friday night, and the... let's see... it's nearly four days and a half since I moved into this new place, and of those four I've only spent one full day in the house; every other day I've gone walking out to explore or get stuff done; my schedule of living hasn't changed, much, though. I suppose I should introduce the people I'll be living with for the next year, barring giant surprises that send me off to goodness knows where and force me to forfeit the month's deposit... so first off I'll start by saying that I don't live alone. It's a small unit: two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen-cum-dining room, one storeroom; both bedrooms are rented out, and I (and the roommate) occupy the one nearer the kitchen. It's very clean--the landlady has a thing about germs--and most of the furniture is pretty old. There's piles of stuff around the kitchen and store room, apart from the space on the ground where the landlady sleeps. The...