My future is wide open

I feel so vulnerable today. So open. So, so sick. I sit here sweating and sniffling, writing this post out of obligation to you, faithful reader. You can share in my suffering. This cold is kicking my ass! I have things to do! I just drugged myself up and rode my bicycle out west -- far west, Bloor west -- to see an apartment. I had gone once already but I needed to go back to measure things to make sure my stuff would fit. You see, it's a lot smaller than my place now and it's empty. Like, completely empty. There is no kitchen in yet. Just open space. It's so difficult to tell if your stuff can fit in an empty space! When you go to see an apartment and stuff is in there you can say 'oh, ok, well I have a queen bed too so it will fit there like this one' or 'oh ok, my couch could go there too'. But when it's a wide open space it seems SO small. I was surprised to come home and measure my couch and entertainment unit and find they would fit in no problem! With room to spare! So...I guess I'll be moving on up...to the Westside, to a DE-luxe apartment...in the Junction. But first things first, get rid of this cold.