It's cold.

We've turned on the heat and the pipes are clanking. It makes me think of the first time we moved into this place. This is an old apartment with oil heat and radiators. I remember late at night trying to sleep and being so scared at the sound of pipes banging. I'd be in bed, then CLANK! "What the hell was that?" I'd cling to Sean and hoped the banging would cease and soon I'd end up falling asleep. Sean would have to go to New York during the week and I'd be up all night alone with all the lights on trying to comfort myself as the pipes would bang.

I'm used to it now but I'll be moving soon.

I really love this apartment. I know the people who have it next will enjoy it as much as I have, clanky pipes and all.

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An another note...

This really pisses me off.