hoping....
Sep. 21st, 2013 11:16 amgoing upstairs so early today... i think its because of the rain... walk into the (shared) bedroom, make a spot for myself on his side of the bed (near to the light)... go over to the windows, lift the blinds up to let -- what little sunshine we have -- come fill the room...
right side window is open about 5 in., being propped up with a peg from my inkle loom... and you can *smell* the wet-earthy heavy smell creeping in the room...
i have a fantasy of having a desk/chair against the window, but i haven't even mentioned it to boyfriend (he's obsessed with EMPTY rooms)... have already made up my mind though, once we move i'm going to have to fill my studio with chair/desk/futon, create an escape-den...
i feel sad to think about it too much, because i think its a sign of me pulling away.. though i should realise its just him being "quirky" & Mr. OCD, and this is my coping with it... in his land nothing at all shares space (books in bedroom, etc.)
you can hear birds singing (like they're chatting up a storm) the shower must be ending outside, what a shame...
right side window is open about 5 in., being propped up with a peg from my inkle loom... and you can *smell* the wet-earthy heavy smell creeping in the room...
i have a fantasy of having a desk/chair against the window, but i haven't even mentioned it to boyfriend (he's obsessed with EMPTY rooms)... have already made up my mind though, once we move i'm going to have to fill my studio with chair/desk/futon, create an escape-den...
i feel sad to think about it too much, because i think its a sign of me pulling away.. though i should realise its just him being "quirky" & Mr. OCD, and this is my coping with it... in his land nothing at all shares space (books in bedroom, etc.)
you can hear birds singing (like they're chatting up a storm) the shower must be ending outside, what a shame...