Let’s see if I’ll be able to sneak a peak into my experience.
There are plenty of small problems with my apartment. Though nice on the survive, it’s one of those newer builds that you can tell the construction crew were instructed to cut as many corners as possible. It’s not as bad as it sounds, really; just kinda a commentary on modern architecture…
Anywhoo
None of the problems are really enough of an inconvenience to bother me; I just kinda got used to then. This is a temporary place I go back to before finding my forever home, so, whatever works…
That being said, there was one problem that really bothered me at the beginning; not that it’s not still a problem, it’s just that I’ve just finally accepted how to live with it:
The shitty wifi
Though, see the thing is, it’s not really the wifi’s fault. I don’t have internet wifi, just my phone’s 5G. Sometimes it works perfectly; sometimes I might as well be using dialup on Windows95…
It has nothing to do with the apartment, though. What’s frustrating is that i can’t actually complain to anyone about it without fear of ending up in the crazy place again.
Metaphor saves me from the Madhouse…
I don’t know how to describe it in a way that makes sense, other than …
Maybe i should mention Simile before Metaphor…
It feels like I’m haunted by a ghost, or aliens are sending signals that are mixing up my own, or maybe angels & demons are having a war above my apartment
Whatever it is…
There’s some strange interference that I can feel, and so can my phone, so I know, at the very least, it’s not entirely “all N my head…”
♡Sugar☆World☮ 