i really just love being at home.
![@ parents' house](https://farm1.staticflickr.com/51/160960411_323a2c0e35_z.jpg?zz=1)
my parents’ house will always be home, of course.
![@ home](https://farm1.staticflickr.com/43/112166702_afcae99fd3_z.jpg?zz=1)
living on polk street (the first time) meant i had to start shoveling snow.
![@ home](https://farm2.staticflickr.com/1434/781617968_4e3474e395_z.jpg?zz=1)
i lived alone for the first time when i moved downtown. it was awesome, but a little lonely, so that’s when ellipses came to stay with me. i loved that apartment ’til the management changed.
when i moved out, i forgot a whole cupboard full of groceries. oops!
![@ home](https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3300/3481957086_42028f9d4e_z.jpg)
living in uptown (the second time) was kind of alright, but i felt crowded. and my studio apartment felt that much smaller when i added ampersand into the mix. i did once get a visit from an owl, though, that was awesome.
and now i live on polk street (again) and it’s really pretty great! big kitchen, nice living room, good neighbors, and my very own room of requirement.
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