it doesn't feel safe here. it never did
next year i'm moving out. brooklyn, queens. all up to it.
perhaps i am too up for changes. too tolerating towards them, even the bad ones. i'm not good at foretelling which ones will end up being detrimental at all anyways.
i'll place a big long comfy sofa in my bedroom, so i can lie on it and read and not worry about contaminating the official bed with library germs.
i am very selfish. i don't like sharing. but i'm changing that now.