This apartment is feeling more like it belongs to me than it ever has. 

Something about the coziness of winter is making me feel settled and peaceful. It's a season of comfort. A season for wearing flannel and over-sized sweaters. For listening to records while drinking hot tea. For burning candles and baking treats. 

So different than this time last year when I was preparing to move across the country. This might not be home forever, but it's home for now.

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