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While everything I say in the previous post about loving my apartment is true, and I will leave it with some regret, there are things I won't miss. For one, this small space has seen more stubbed, scraped and banged up toes than I can count. Even after years of learning not to take long strides, I still bash body parts on furniture and walls. Finally, though I'm generally happy with the space, when the rooms are closed off for long periods of time (again, to save on air conditioning the whole place unnecessarily), it starts to feel claustrophobic.
I won't miss these bad aspects of my small place.