My apartment lease for the upcoming rental year, which I slapped my Herbie Hancock on and slipped under my landlord's door this morning.Since that pesky Daylight Savings went into effect this past Saturday, I've been fortunate enough to be able to watch the sunrise from the bus on my way to work every morning. I've taken that same bus ride for a good four years and witnessed that sunrise from different views, thanks to different morning commutes, for almost eight years. Yet every morning this week, I've found myself thinking how amazing it still is to me that I call this place home. And mean it.
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