my front door (from the inside)
I love my home. I have lived in many different houses but have never really felt “at home” before. I do now. And I feel fortunate to live here. It’s a lovely building with many nice features, but I’m thinking of the love, acceptance, security, safety and comfort I have found here – probably more to do with my co-occupant than anything else.
(originally posted to wohngsikneuih)