my own place

it's been a little over two years of living in my own place (with a housemate, we get along well) and it has gradually become undeniably my home before i knew it

as a child i went through a few moves that seemed to turn my small world upside down... even now as an adult i'm instinctively wary of settling down or getting too attached to any thing or place, but i've grown fond of it here

my place is not pinterest-perfect. i take pride in that, because i know that the way my home looks is the sum of the things i like and the way i live and feel comfortable, uninfluenced by what aesthetics or status symbols are trending online

my place is full of memories. paradoxically it becomes a home when i invite others into my world

it's perfect in my eyes. it's the most comfortable place in the world

i love collecting little things. home for me is where i can store my beloved little things... space to grow into and fill with things i love

here i remember to do things for my own happiness

my own place

manifesting more agency, less anxiety, more happiness

a vision board for an imagined future: moving into my own place and doing little things that bring me joy.

to uproot myself again and open a new chapter in my life feels so daunting. it's tempting to curl up in bed and keep putting it off. this is my personal reminder that i can do this and things will be good

spiritually this^ level of comfort

i specialize in the art of carefully curated clutter. and i have so many new prints to hang up!

when i'm at my friend's house and we sit around doing nothing in particular until dinner and then getting boba afterwards

the goal is to move out in 2022 (or come up with a new deadline with a really good reason). i think it's about time - but there is also no such thing as being too late, i am right on time

rugs on hardwood <3

i don't have to get everything right on day 1. it might be a mess on day 1, but isn't that the equivalent of falling on my ass 20 times before figuring out how to snowboard? and when i did it was so fun!

honk mimimimi / fluffiest white comforter / napping in the sun / peacefully lazy

cooking doesn't have to be difficult or fancy... i've done it before! and there's always takeout. no shame

i want to bake cakes for my friends!

aroma of toast almost golden