The Overpass.
I lived on a street in East Orange, NJ during undergrad. The street was lined with cars but no trees. The neighborhood was cool though. Mainly large multiple family and 3 or 4 story apartment homes. I lived in one of those homes for nearly 11 years. Really liked the place because it reminded me of loft spaces in New York. I stayed in two apartments like this during undergrad while having section 8. This house was on a one way Street that was adjoined to another road that aligned with a State Exit. So yeh. It could get very busy at times but living on a one way street came to be both handy and a little dangerous. My apartment was unique because I was able to style the foyer and another room outside of my primary dwelling. That room became the room designated for chanting to my altar once I became a Buddhist and was close to turning 40. I spent a lot of time in this room after I was no longer feeling like I belonged in either N.A. or A.A. I came to start chanting a year after I ...