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I love my new home

The window is open, the darkness smells like rain, and I can hear someone playing Beethoven's "Ode to Joy" on the recorder.


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Mar. 29th, 2012 03:55 am (UTC)
That was how I felt about my Japanese apartment during summer festival season. My windows would be open, and the sound of taiko drums would come floating in, and I'd think, "How lucky am I?"
Mar. 29th, 2012 11:57 pm (UTC)
I'd think, "How lucky am I?"

That's exactly how I feel. I complain a lot about this or that mishap, but I feel so lucky to have found this place to live. I love my home.
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