I’ve decided it’s time to get my own place. But I feel an enormous amount of guilt over this. I concocted this plan after a ridiculous battle ensued between Mami and me. The culprit: a mountain of clothing. The location: my bedroom couch. Which is inside my New York apartment within Mami’s apartment. Mami walked into my bedroom and noticed that a set of clothes she’d washed lay on my bedroom couch next to the mountain of clothes that were dirty.