Cleaning has become a hobby, with everything kept nice & tidy.
Evenings are spent at my coffee table; I'm writing more.
The record player is louder than usual; lately it's Mumford, Swift and Tchaikovsky.
I redecorate  constantly; I'm becoming my mother.
Candles have replaced all other uses of light, making the apartment smell like pumpkin.
I'm content. ★

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