All Present and Accounted For
Dec. 3rd, 2015 01:16 amWe three are all together in the new place, and the cats - after a period of pissed-offedness - have been bunting and sideswiping me to make sure I Smell Right again. And it's all good, except none of us seem to know what to do with so much room again, after a year in the wee studio. I'm unable to settle, and the cats follow me from room to room, and occasionally yowl into the space just to hear the echoes...
I suspect once all the bits and pieces of furniture are arranged and the art is in place, it will feel more-right. But the oh-my-god spaciousness isn't going to go away any time soon. And I think that's good. I want to be aware of my space, how strange it is, how wonderfully odd to have 800+ square feet just for me (and the cats) to live in. It's a privilege to have this personal space, and awareness of that is important.
(I think back to when I lived in an 11 room house, and how much of a cage it felt toward the end, and compare it to the feeling of a 1 bedroom apartment, and understand the appeal of small houses all over again. There's a freedom in limits, too. )
I suspect once all the bits and pieces of furniture are arranged and the art is in place, it will feel more-right. But the oh-my-god spaciousness isn't going to go away any time soon. And I think that's good. I want to be aware of my space, how strange it is, how wonderfully odd to have 800+ square feet just for me (and the cats) to live in. It's a privilege to have this personal space, and awareness of that is important.
(I think back to when I lived in an 11 room house, and how much of a cage it felt toward the end, and compare it to the feeling of a 1 bedroom apartment, and understand the appeal of small houses all over again. There's a freedom in limits, too. )
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