The Apartment Finds You – Part 3

Per aspera ad astra

Note: This is Part 3 of a previously published story.

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It was a harem.

Or whatever it was, I certainly wasn’t going to live there.

In the following days, it occurred to me that recognizing what I didn’t want was easy. Anything that smacked of conventionality was anathema to my dreams: a 9 to 5 job, a stable relationship, or a ho-hum apartment that didn't spark a little adrenaline bump when I stepped inside it for the first time.

Even then, as I slowly gravitated away from the undesirable, in that process of elimination that characterizes life choices in one's twenties, I realized the need to begin moving towards what I did want. But where to start was a mystery.

So after those first few disheartening apartment visits, I reached out to my friends Milena and Julie. As well seasoned parisiennes, couldn't they help me reevaluate my priorities and and criteria?

Les Trois Marmites