HousePossessive

How to explain.

One, why the fuck is this blog so angsty?

Answer: I'm pretty fucking angsty.

Maybe not angsty? Just...

There is so much in my head. And I have so few people I can talk to about it.

More like.. so few people ASK about it.

Maybe it's time to start a new blog, or just stop blogging. But I don't know how well that would end - I have a feeling quite badly.

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New house.

Gullible as it may be to read something about yourself and feel it as truth, I have done so.

I REQUIRE, not want, not lust after. Require. a safe place to come home to.

And now, new house, new people... Well. Not new really. But living with = new.
New spaces, new views, new acoustics.

New challenges, new rewards.

I find it odd that I have possessive feelings towards a house.

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I'm going to go eat something. Do some chores.

And then?

I believe I will go climb a tree.