You ever get this thing where you kinda forget the bad emotions you felt at some point and you remember some bad times in a kinda positive light?
I'll never forget that strange period of my life where I was broke but living in a luxury apartment because I got abruptly kicked out by my exes and it was the only viable option.
Back then, it was a lot of despair. I was super broke and could only afford it because @littlefoxone lent me a lot of money. But that kinda faded from my memory and now I just remembered the apartment was very comfy and I had a lot of fun inviting people over.
I guess it's thanks to this apartment that I was able to form the Plushiehouse, the shared polycule flat I live in right now. I also grew a lot through that. And honestly, it was still fun to live in a luxury apartment for some time.
So I guess that's why in retrospect, I feel quite positive about that arc, even though at the time it definitely wasn't the case...
