Saturday, August 7, 2010

is not quite enough. I long for something more than just a room. I want a space that I control, where I can paint, put holes in the walls, leave the lights on all night if I want. A place where I live for more than a few months. I want to live somewhere where I am not required to have a roommate (not that I don't love mine). I want to live somewhere knowing that if I put something down, it will stay there until I move it.

This is not to say that I am unhappy with where I live, any of the places. It is a reaction to the fact that I didn't live in the same house for more than two weeks in a row until I went to college. A reaction to the fact that even at school, there are strong limits in how your space can be used, the fact that you live in the same room with another person, the fact that the school makes you take everything off the floor and any lights off the wall before going away for breaks. I want to have more than just a room.

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