In two days, I’ll say goodbye to the apartment that has been my home for the last year.
Although in reality it was just four walls with a bed for me to lay my head at night, so much of my life happened within these walls.
This was my first real apartment, with a lease in my name. This was the apartment that my best friend and I called home. This was my home during my sophomore year of college when I discovered what I wanted to do in life. This was my home when I fell in love for the first time and my home when my heart was broken. This was my home when I lost my sense of self and my home when I came back stronger than ever.
In the last year, I’ve learned so much about myself as a person. I learned that it’s okay to be a little selfish sometimes because at the end of the day, I deserve to be happy just like anyone else. I learned how to stand up for myself and my dreams. I lost a friend that I thought would be around for years, but in the process I met so many more wonderful people who have changed my life for the better. I found my niche in the world of sports, and I literally cannot wait to build a career and a name for myself in the industry. And even though I fell in love and had that first heartbreak, it was real and now that I know what that was like, I refuse to play any childish games.
3222, is more than just an apartment, it represents a chapter of my life. It was a chapter that was hard and at times really sucked, but it was a chapter that made me the person I am today.
It’s been real. It’s been fun. It’s been real fun.
3222, I’ll always love you.