Packed up

What do I write about today? Mike and I are two stinky campers in our Lowell apartment. We have moved everything to the new place in Salem, but I wanted a day more in this old place. Mike calls this place our casual fling. For me it was more than that. I saw it, with its tall ceilings, the light that flooded in, the large empty walls like canvases. It was an immediate yes. And it still would have been were it not for the commute and that is all there is to it.