i am so sentimental about houses and rooms. if i have stayed in a hotel room for even only one night, i say goodbye to it in the morning. out loud.
every day now, i realise that the end of the part of my life that i have lived in this house is coming closer. to me, this means that everything will change. the rooms in which i live and that i call home feel like such an essential part of me. and now a new house will soon have to be made into a home.
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