So you have a tiny, cramped apartment and somehow you have to fit in a sofa and a bed!
You despair wondering how it all came down to this.
"I don't need a sofa....." or "I don't need a bed....."
You stand there tearing your eyes from your beloved couch to your comfy bed and back and somehow the tears became a deluge of cost opportunity and sentimental materialism and you wallow in your caffe latte.
You walk around the streets bereft and wonder why you ever moved from your hometown to the big smoke.
Was it because of your annoying bossy parents or the fact that you needed to grow up and become your own person?
Or was it because you liked the idea of renting/leasing/owning your own appartment like the characters of Gossip Girl?
Drowning in your misery of indecision you decide to leave town and become a sheep shearer.
Or a least you would if this incredible invention did not exist.
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