Right now, it's 12:48 am early Sunday morning. Outside of my living room window, I can see three high rise hotels and casinos and I can smell the ocean whenever I stick my head out of the window. My apartment is bare save for a writing desk with my laptop on it, a floor length lamp and a few clothes scattered on the floor left by my children and my neice. No beds. No furniture. No television. Just my family. This has been a long time coming for us. I finally got away from a city I have hated for most of my life and I now have a new apartment less than twenty minutes walking distance from the beach. I finally feel settled and content. This is where everything begins for me.
What are they thinking?
1 hour ago