You asked me what i thought when i was taking these photos...
But it's not a thought... it's a feeling... of comming home.
tu/you.

I'm pretty sure it's no secret, how far i am from being the perfect housewife.... but with a little help from a sepcial friend things will be different... i am the kind of person who believes i can make my own destiny... or give it a push... and now even with a drippy nose, i am stuffing things in boxes...
and hey, i feels nice to know where i left the scissors, for a change!


