I've been thinking a lot about homes today - specifically, changing mine.
Some things have happened in the past week that are really making me sit down and think about moving. Job stuff, family stuff, the fact that I've always known I can't really go equity in Portland and I need to go equity to keep working in this business and survive.
So I spent today imagining living on a third floor walk up: having a tiny bedroom with a window that looks out on another wall, a radiator, and a Polish bakery just across the street.
When I came home to Albert Hall tonight, it was pouring rain. I walked up the steps to my house, covering my head and thinking there'd be less rain to dodge - and more walking to dodge it during.
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