Thursday, May 3, 2012
I am moving into my first real life apartment. No, I'm not moving in with other people like I have been my whole post-nest-leaving life... I am getting and furnishing my own space! I want the way it's decorated to reflect my hopes for my life in the next few years. I want it to be a place of light, lots of open windows with the curtains seldom drawn. Inviting, well-lit, because I want to be known and seen. No more hiding. I won't have a television. My living room will be filled with chairs, so many chairs. Places for any and all who want to take a break from the stress of the day-to-day. Records and games and food and love intermingled with a sense of welcome. And a piano. The sound of music will never leave my home or my heart. This is my dream for a new apartment. Pretty tall order for four walls, right?