It doesn't feel like home

When I first bought my house I didn't have an alarm of excitement go off because I didn't really understand the market that well and I was let down by how much I could realistically spend, so ever since the day I signed the papers I've thought of this place as temporary. “I won't be here that long” I thought to myself. Several years and at least three unpacked boxes in my kitchen later, I haven't let this be a home. I can't help but feel like this isn't the only area of my life I've left in boxes for the next place. My favorite quote is “be here now” and I've done anything but that. I've tried to be more “present” in a mindful way, but I would like to make a concerted effort to unpack some things and focus on being here.

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