lol, the windows-less/jail juxtaposition was purely accidental. I was referring to plommer's walls. You prick.
(Sometimes I tuck my knees into my chest and lean forward.
That's just how I roll.)
Well to be specific, I live in community housing, overseen by the city of Windsor. In order to be approved to live here you must be over 50 and a Canadian citizen. I was allowed to move in before the age of 50 because at the time Windsor was practically empty.
Yes, its small, but it I have everything I need, recliner, queen bed, managers chair, desk, extra fan, extra heater, high speed internet, a bus that stops 50 ft away from here and takes me downtown. etc etc etc.
When I want to watch tv I swing the TV out and sit on the recliner. If I'm in bed I adjust the tv so I can see it easily from there.
Kitchen and bathroom behind me. Trusty and loving companion on the bed, I can stroke my pussy anytime I want.
The cat has access to the outside world via a flap in the window just for him, he has lots of space to roam even though the apt is small.
He lets himself in and out and never uses the litterbox in the bathroom. I haven't bought cat litter in two years.
Its no mansion but its all I need and am very happy to be here. Really.
