I arrived at home, the new home, the one where I should feel home again after these few months in transit. The home I wish my loved ones will feel home too. A second home, but somewhere where we like to be.
Sleeping for the first time here. It is empty, it smells strange, but everything is cleaned, heat goes up, electricity is already mine, and the sun is getting down slowly on this year full of surprises and changes.
Happy new year!
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