Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Saturday, January 22, 2011
I've been separated from my things for over a year now. Separated by two states and a bad real estate market. And I never realized how much I really like my things. Things like a charcoal sketch, an Oriental rug, a floral china plate. I'm in the process of reuniting with my things, though, and the thought of that reunion warms me. Is that bad?