Welcome home.

Space is bizarre isn't it? I'm so glad that I have this medium through which I can move comfortably, and even better, this little bit of it belongs to me. I just bought a box to live in for the month. A box with windows and a view a fence that looks like the sky. It's connected to a living room and to a kitchen but it's so much more. I can go in and out of this space and it'll hold for me, hold me, or things I care about. I can create worlds inside of it and I can make plans to come back to it when I leave. I can relax in the box that I've bought, because I know that no one is going to try and take it away from me today. I don't own this chair, but I'm free to use it as much as I want. I have a door, which is amazing not because that means I can close it but because I can open it to the world. I have housemates, and they have me. I have a space, and you are welcome to share it with me.