What This Meant

It was the first place ever that was all my own. I may not have owned it, but it was mine. And I loved it very much! It was an important moment, living in this sweet little condo high above everything that troubled me so.

Things are a lot less troubling these days.
I'm stronger now.
Now I can go back and deal with what I had to get away from for a spell.

I never really made it a home, I will admit. But it was my place. Now I'm ready to make a home in this new/old house. At least for the next 1,050 or so days.