My whole life I have dreamed of this moment. To be all wrapped up in a fluffy robe after a bath and sitting in my very own living room (ok maybe not the robe part, but you get the point)... there are candles burning, music playing, and this serene feeling of home. My home. Where I control the temperature of the rooms, the emotions, the smells, the sounds. I have the power to create my space, and what a priveledge it is.
I am so happy. Content. At peace. And after what a whirlwind the past two months have been it feels really really good to just be and enjoy my space.
I suppose that's all I have to say really. All is well. I am living the life of my dreams and it just keeps getting better.
TJ
Your feelings remind me of the first time that I, too, got my very first apartment, living on my own...decorating it myself...it's nice, isn't it. You'll always remember it...just like you described. I got such a warm feeling in my tummy when I read this post. :-)
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