My New Room Looks Pretty

This is my first night in my new flat. It took just a couple of hours to unpack all of my things. It’s incredible how much I’ve been able to accumulate in temporary residence. When I was coming back to London a couple of weeks ago, I really wanted to make sure my new room would feel like home—so much so that I brought one wire and three wicker baskets that were shipped in a box costing at least twice as much as they’re worth (along with a couple of knick knacks, wedged between novels). I’m ecstatic that I was able to bring my books with me this time. Just a handful, but enough. Books can make any room delightful. You never know what could be inside…adventure, romance, magic. Their presence subtly allows for entrance into a new world, similarly to a bedroom window. A few books on a shelf to my left, and two bright windows to my right—perfect. My dreams can take me anywhere.  

View from my window