Moving requires copious amounts of kiwi, guavas, pecorino flavored cheese and wild mushrooms as sustenance to fight off the momentary anxiety that comes with the recognition that it’s best to be homeless given my nomadic aspirations for the next two months.
That said, YAY! I am officially the ONLY Bangladeshi female I’ve ever heard of who managed to have a house ALONE for a good two months in the most misogynistic freakazoid filled nation when it comes to gender discrimination per rentals for single females that I’ve come across.
Mission accomplished (that I will not make the mistake to repeat the annoying nightmare of stalker building managers again is another tale altogether)… HALLELUJAH to moving onwards and upwards!
- National Identities, Distinction, and the Most Ridiculous Question on Earth (wondersonder.wordpress.com)