something old

[virtuethecat]

Coming home was not as easy as I thought. My things are scattered and misshapen in this room. They are big and awkward and impossible, like the dreams of childhood. I pace the halls a hundred times, like I have hundreds of times before. It is a different sort of pacing, the kind that is weighed down with dissappointment and worry. I cannot get

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[riotbetherhyme]

the past few months my house has felt more and more like foreign soil, and just sitting in that space feels like trying not to breathe(great way of wording it by the way). i need a new place to live, but more and more it feels like this restless anxiety will continue no matter what space i'm in