best lessons learned when i started living on my own(and in a different city)

(i feel like i'm writing a paper for uni- imiss school)//

'learned that....

you'd get to know a new city & learn the locals' way & you adapt, at times you pass judgement about how the people are(ie provincial crap, not being able to trace genealogy, etc)but, who asked you to move anyway?!

you'd find means to improvise; from making your makeshift curtains, assembling a DIY closet, mooching a ride, knowing where to get a ride, and where to go buy food// that the devotional you had since 18 would be a handy companion when self help books or friends fail to give you sensible advice// that another great companion would be a bottle of fruit wine, served warm// that you'd know how to clean your toilet bowl and kitchen sinks and dispose yer garbage, and when things at home break, you'd know how to fix them-or not// that you'd meet the oddest people and they'd make a great set of friends// and you'd need a church and a church buddy or you might want to sign up for a yoga class or do poi// among your needs would be a monthly tkt hoping you can book cheap or you'd have a trusty ass to survive long hours of bus ride// you'd realise you turned chinese with all the noodles you consumed// and you'd learn to make do with a 3 month old olive or sesame oil if that's the only (supposed) condiment left in the kitchen// that you must have sugar and salt in packets so that red ants won't find their merry way to them//

that you must know your heart// that you must not take yourself too seriously// ud make bad choices even tragic ones(threw moolah on booze and payday's like a gazillion years away) & yet you still would never guess that in a couple of years' time, none of those of wut you thought or considered as SO MUCH would really matter.........