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so, new house. it's growing on me. my room is ok (an oven when the a/c isn't on). our porch is fantastic (when properly equipped)--i anticipate many an evening being spent relaxing there with iced tea, incense, some good summer night porch music, and (occasionally) some reading material this summer. i do miss the old house and sometimes think of
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Ever since my parents divorced and I moved with my mom, it's like this is not my home. You know? I live here, I like it, it's really nice, and I have my own room, but it's like it's not mine. Just some... shelter to sleep under.
And I probably will feel like that in every other place I live in in the future.
Porches are sooo much fun. We have a humongous one on the second floor that is so nice because there are a lot of trees on our street and I feel like I'm in a treehouse or something.... and then the sunset is sooo pretty (especially when we eat dinner out there). Porches are awesome.
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