this time next week, i will be back at home and there will be three hundred miles between me and this city of mine. the foxes will still be running up the alleys and down the closes but i won't be here to see them. my cosy little room will grow cold and the dust will settle down on the surfaces. and for a time, the company of new friends will be replaced with the company of old ones. it's not better or worse, but with the prospect so close, it's hard to imagine.
2 comments:
Wow, is that your room in your halls? You made it look so homey, it's lovely! Love the little vintage bits, like the case, clock, lamp ...
Love your blog! I was wondering if you would like to link up with mine...
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