Hughes Apartments

I’m very sad to have left the place I called my home for now 2 years. Just outside of Culver City, and right near the 10 Freeway (National exit) is where I hung my hat until today.
I will miss so much about this place. my quirky neighbors:
the violinists, the asian lady that fixed her car at odd hours of the morning, the office manager who would talk to me and ask me questions like:
«Did you finally break up with your boyfriend because I hope you did… «(I shared a wall with him & he could hear us arguing at the end of that relationship– a year ago) proceeding…
«Are you dating your roommate because you are a lot better looking than his last girlfriend. you know. the big one.»
I lost the clicker to the gated underground parking numerous times. The apartment manager would ask me how…
«It was in my pocket when I was driving my scooter. It flew out.» /​shrug
It was… home.
Two years ago when I first moved there, it was only supposed to be a temporary thing. but as time passed. it really did become more than just a place where my things were.
Leaving this place today broke my heart a little. My roommate moved in with his girlfriend to his happily ever after. I’m forever thankful to him for everything he’s done. And while I may not be quite there as far as that happily ever after with a +1… my ride into the sunset wasn’t bad at all. I am going to miss the old place… but I am excited for what’s to come with the new one.
For anyone that’s looking for a decent place to live around the area, I encourage you to call this your next home. As for me? Well who knows what’s about to happen. Something good is coming… I can feel it. I’m ready world… let’s do this.