𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅.
I was sixteen years old. I had driven away from the project on my motorcycle, which I featured in a different part on my blog.
I was able to rent a room with an older couple. I used to work with the guy Ken, at the place where I did my apprenticeship.
I used to have these 10 feet by 12-foot rooms. Use of a bathroom and pretty much that was it. So, my first independent living started around the age of sixteen, but I had my motorcycle, and I could safely walk to work. Ken and Emmy looked after me as if I was their own grandson so forever grateful for that.
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈?
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