New Condo Unit

I feel like my lifestyle is so disposable. For the past ten years, I’ve been living alone in the city – and I still don’t have a permanent residence after all this time.

Still, I love having to redecorate and buy new furniture everytime I move to another place. New environment, new people, new food – well, who am I to complain? But still, there’s that nagging thought at the back of my head that keeps telling me I’m old enough to invest in my own house. What’s keeping me from doing so? Don’t get me started…

In any case, I now live on the 26th floor. I love living on the edge, both figuratively and literally. And today, I stood at the edge of my balcony while I took pictures of my new view. No, I wasn’t trying to commit suicide – just risking my life to get the darn picture, so you better say it’s a pretty view. Haha.

I even have a view of Manila Bay, which is something I’ve always wanted. There’s something really therapeutic about staring at water: it makes me want to pee. Hehe, kidding.

New home. New me?

Maybe.

I always strive to improve myself. I sometimes fail (okay, I fail a lot – but at least I try). And finally, I can give my cat a bigger place to roam in. Hopefully, he finds new playmates, too. I don’t want him to get too lonely. Same goes for me.