Currently listening to: Coming Home – Diddy feat. Skylar Grey
I’m coming home Tell the world I’m coming home Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes I’m coming home, I’m coming home
Right now, my ideal home is the one that I live in. I feel settled here. It’s central to wherever I need to go. I’ve moved 19 times, in multiple states, so this feels rather nice.
I’m surrounded by greenery, which makes me happy because it’s reminiscent of Minnesota minus the palm trees.
My neighbors are very nice and invite me to the block parties. I don’t go but it’s sweet of them to extend the invitation.
I love minimalist living. I don’t like clutter, I have a hard time focusing when things are in disarray. Everything has it’s place. I’m told that I’m extremely organized and my friends say that my house is like a museum.
I have friends who are maximalists. Everything in excess. I feel overwhelmed whenever I go to their place and I feel a sense of relief once I go home. I often wonder how they can live like that…and how they can ever find anything.
I go through periods where I want to get rid of a lot of things and donate them to local charities. In fact, I recently discarded nearly forty percent of my belongings. They’ve served it’s purpose for me, maybe they can be useful to the next person.
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