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Yesterday as I was packing up my things to move into my new apartment, I saw this idling outside my window.

I'm going to miss you too old apartment...

However, in my new apartment, I get my own little bedroom!

I can't believe I'm 20 years old and I squealed when I realized I wouldn't have to be sharing my bedroom (or bed) with three other girls, or rotating to sleep on the couch every few weeks. New York, you are a harsh city.

I can almost touch both walls at the same time if I stand in the middle, my door opens right next to the tv, and I'm still figuring out where the air-conditioning is (answer, there is none).

 BUT it's my own space, one wall is completely windows (HELLO NEIGHBORS!) and I could spit on the Met Opera House if I wanted to.

Perfection.