Windows and rooms
that I'm passin' through.
This is just a stop
on the way to where I'm going.
It's not that I don't like it. Okay, I don't LOVE it, but it's not bad. It's just not mine. It's not ours. There's no 'me' in it at all, and I don't have the will to put any 'me' into it because I put all of myself into my last house and then left it. I know we are leaving this one in only a few months, so I just can't bring myself to settle in. And so it feels like we don't really live here. I suppose that's okay, it's just a temporary home.
It's not that I don't like it. Okay, I don't LOVE it, but it's not bad. It's just not mine. It's not ours. There's no 'me' in it at all, and I don't have the will to put any 'me' into it because I put all of myself into my last house and then left it. I know we are leaving this one in only a few months, so I just can't bring myself to settle in. And so it feels like we don't really live here. I suppose that's okay, it's just a temporary home.PS - yes I was too lazy to go outside and take a photo so I stole this one from the land records :)
1 comment:
hahaha You crack me up Mandy!
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