All is starting to feel right

It was a melancholy day. We drove past the house we called home for six years until we moved out last week. It’s all boarded up and ready to be demolished. Petty blues in the grand scheme of things, but the memories that were created there somehow felt lost.
So when we got home (new home, full of new beginnings and the loveliest feeling) I unpacked a few of the most important boxes. Boxes guaranteed to bring a little happy back into my soul.


My collection of Vonnegut, Irving, Hunter S and Greene. Happiness.


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