I love my apartment. My old apartment burned down a few months ago and I was homeless for a few weeks while the city was making the decision about whether or not the building could be stabilized and repaired for us to live in again, and then they decided it couldn't be, and I given only two days to salvage my things and find a new place. But I got lucky and found something just down the street. It's the first place I have ever felt safe in, I think because of the relief of having a home again. I put plants everywhere and I'm trying to decorate it, I never decorated an apartment I was in before so it must be special.

I'm still afraid though that I won't be able to pay for it and they'll evict me. I'm afraid of this every day.

What is your favorite season? Why?