For the past four years, I hadn’t lived alone. First it was Tbilisi. Then Vietnam. Always a roommate. Always shared kitchens, shared groceries, shared routines, shared life. And honestly? I loved it. There’s something comforting […]
For the past four years, I hadn’t lived alone. First it was Tbilisi. Then Vietnam. Always a roommate. Always shared kitchens, shared groceries, shared routines, shared life. And honestly? I loved it. There’s something comforting […]