Now I’m about to live alone (without roommates)

Today I signed a lease on a one-bedroom apartment in the Frankford neighborhood of Philadelphia.

It ended an exhaustive search of Philly real estate – or somewhat. I did look into more than 20 apartments, including 10 in one day. While I did spend nearly two splendid years living in the bottom floor of a rowhome in the Lower Tioga neighborhood of Philadelphia and this past summer living in a hostel in Harrisburg, while working for the Pennsylvania Legislative Correspondents’ Association, I have never lived entirely on my own.

I have always had roommates.

When my six-month lease begins next week, so will my long held desire to really try it out on my own.

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