I'm moving to a new apartment next month, and I've decided a few things. I'm going to paint. I don't know what colour yet, i loathe yellow, shudder at the thought of a red accent wall, worry that the cool grey that may appeal to me in theory will make my new home seem cold.... perhaps a fresher coat of white paint, a medium gloss, the kind of paint you find in a new townhome in a modestly priced subdivision. the colour of settling, of sedentary, of accepting some stability and finding contentment in it rather than hunting for a happiness that you can't even really imagine.
And, for the first time since I left my parent's house at 17, I'm going to unpack each and every one of my boxes and put everything in its - in my place.