Yearning It’s been almost seven years and I still yearn for my old life in Philadelphia. Just now, I was beginning to clean my apartment with Bon Iver playing in the background, pjs on, hair up — and I started to feel like I was back in my first apartment in East Falls. Apartment 6. You know what’s funny? My apartment number right now…is apartment 6. It’s even the exact same metal number sign. Maybe it yearns for me too…apartment 6 re-do?
