A Change Would Do You Good

In the past 48 hours, I was asked if I wanted to shack up with three of my friends next year, took a look at the flat where they're living, thought it over for an afternoon, and said yes. I think this falls in the good decision camp, except that my bedroom is tiny and I may or may not fit in the bed. Whatevs, I sleep in a ball anyway. The important thing is that we have a garden and we're in a neighborhood that's heavily serviced by diasporic supermarkets, and these are criteria I look for in a commune.