this shit rocks no. 21: on moving and feeling emotions
After living at home with my parents for a whole year at the ripe age of 27, I am excited to say that I have finally put my big girl pants back on and moved out. Do I miss cooking for my parents every night? Of course. Has my dad already texted me that he forget how to cook? Also yes.
So where did I move? Chicago!! My pal Marley and I are renting an Airb…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to This Shit Rocks to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.