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The Michael Swayne Story V: King of his Castle

The Michael Swayne Story V: King of his Castle

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Okay, first let's just say that I have some great luck with the title for part V of this whole story. The place I was shown from craigslist was okay, but my boss's rental property was nicer (if $50 more expensive). Anyway, I am going to own this place one day. Anyway, the title. I live on Castle Avenue. So, King of his Castle is extremely fitting.

Moving on to other stuff...

I have Internet at this place. I have some food, and dishes, and a chair to sit in. I have a fridge/freezer, washer and dryer, and a stove/oven. I do not have a bed, a table, or a television.

I am close enough to walk to stores, or ride my bike. I am closer to both of my current workplaces. I am farther away from Luca, which sucks so much!

I am able to wear as little or as much clothes that I want now. I can hear myself think. I can have people over. I could before, but I wouldn't want anyone to suffer what I lived. I don't have children to tutor or help with homework. I know that when there is a mess in the house, I am the one that made it.

And now...

I went out last night and didn't come home until 12:30am. A friend and I went to watch the movie Get Out. We ate at Wendy's before the movie. There was some kissing when we got back to my place. It feels weird to say that, my place. I have tried to avoid calling where I live my place, because of the possessiveness of the word my. I mean, Luca is my dog, but the houses I have lived in before were never mine. This place here is mine. Well, not yet, but I am paying for it each month until it is mine. Anyway, back to my outing. I am staying with my friend tonight, I think. We have been planning it since January. But what started as a whole weekend, is now just a night together.

I don't know. When I turned 30, it was like a light had been switched on in my brain. The light said (because apparently lights in my brain know vocal languages) that I want to be with people. And not just in a sexual way (though that is very nice). Anyway, what baffles me is that there are people that actually want to be with me, both sexually and relationshippy. I don't think I'm attractive, and I am not confident in the slightest. I am super smart, and somewhat in shape. I also tend to laugh at people saying things incorrectly, prefer to let other people talk, and generally not care what happens to other people.

But yet someone wants to take me out to the movies, and pay for everything along the way. I don't know. Maybe I should have found the box of light bulbs in my brain years ago. I might have been a happier person during my twenties. What I do know is that I am going to rock the thirties.

Well, that is all for now. I hope to see you around the forums, and until then...



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