Day Two Hundred and Thirty Four
I live in an apartment that isn't perfect. The paint on the walls in the bathroom is peeling off, the faucets sometimes leak, but at the same time, it's perfect. At night I have a beautiful pond and fountain to look at, and a view of the sunset every single night.
My apartment isn't too warm or too cold in any season, and although it has flaws - I like it the way it is. It's homey, it's my home, and it contains memories of all of the people that make me smile.
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