On a Sunday : Home is where the heart is
by Kajsa Josephine
As of today I’ve come a bit further in regards to my moving out deadline. I’ve never been one of those people who moves out in a hurry. Simply, being among the organized mind. There are three piles in specific corners. One contains everything I wish to store away, another everything that belongs in the dumpster and the last everything that will accompany me. When I reminisce back on other similar occasions is it quite a luxury to fit everything inside a car.
Just the thought that I could decorate my room with colors, candles, books and actually a tree. Well, not a tree per se. But fragile branches all neatly tied together. The specific item brought personality and charm to my room. A well-needed item. When I think about it, shouldn’t everyone have a tree at home. Makes it much easier to go on a hike. Especially in a city with cars, signs and dust.
It sure will be weird not living in Gothenburg for a while.
But sometimes home is where the heart is. At least for me.
Photography by Kajsa Josephine