I moved a great deal when I lived in Washington, DC. I never stayed for more than two years anywhere. I never got evicted.  It was more like I got tired or needed to save money or school year ended and roomates and I needed to change because the lease was up.   I was not the cleanest person, yet I was usually the one who ended up trying to keep things organized, especially the house bills.  As you can see from this picture, I had binders, books, and a stuffed white seal. 

Pink potter plant, window herb garden, and books and binders.

These are of my plants from a 2 bedroom Apartment I had near the Silver Spring Metro in Maryland back in the late 90s.  I paid the rent on it.  Not my parents.  I had a window sill herb garden and some kind of pink potted plant. 

Window sill herb garden

I had room mates, though I was the primary on the lease.  I still have all my rental agreements.  Certain paperwork I think you should keep.  I prefer living alone.  I need to be able to mentally clean my own environment and organize it on my terms.  There is something fulfilling in knowing I’m OK walking into a room alone or standing on my own.  I don’t feel needy or lonely.  My human contact I get when I work in acting classes, on a set, perform poetry, take a class.   Beauty is not seen in the lone female.  Instead we get called crazy and have to have cats.  I don’t think I could live again with another girl.  A man perhaps but we would need an understanding that I like him sometimes need to be alone.  At home I like to be on my own.  A needy clingy man would drive me nuts. 

Herbs growing in a box in a window

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