I very recently had my heart ripped out of my body. I know everyone says that they have been there... this is nothing new. But it is new to me. And it has been horrific. So I am going to attempt to write often about how I am going to get back my happiness. Get me back. Because I found out recently you have to keep breathing, and that you don't die from this.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Building a home
My room is pretty much unpacked. I mean there are still things to be done and odds and ends that need a home but overall I think I am figuring it out. It is weird not being sure where you live. To feel like a stranger in your own living room. I come home and do not know what to expect while I am here. I mean, do I eat in the living room? How do I feel about eating on the new furniture? I keep gravitating back to my bedroom, because at least here things feel familiar. I recognize things in this room. In the other rooms I can not help but feel like I don't really have a place here yet. So I guess little by little I am making a home, it is just taking longer than I expected.
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