It feels SO good to be out of Tacoma and back in the city. Clocking in at move #10 of my twenties (one for each year, I suppose), I recently moved into a farmhouse built in 1907 and located on the "residential" side of Ballard. When the weather is bearable, everything I could dream of needing is within walking distance.
Not since my apartment in LA have I been so in love with both the house itself and the location. I hope I can stay planted here longer than 12 months (fingers crossed).
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