I found housing in San Franscico. Technically, it’s a walk in closet. Practically speaking, it fits a queen size mattress, a chair and my suitcase. And it comes with two lovely roommates–a friendly girl my age and a sweet kitty named Joley.
Most importantly, my summer digs are within 2 blocks of the old Full House house! If you don’t understand, you’re too young. What ever happened to predictability?