Strolled by the house I grew up in. It was pretty weird. Definitely felt like an invasion of privacy, finally felt like it wasn’t my house. Focus is a little soft, I had to rush, out of there.
Strolled by the house I grew up in. It was pretty weird. Definitely felt like an invasion of privacy, finally felt like it wasn’t my house. Focus is a little soft, I had to rush, out of there.
Aaaand now I’m all weepy.
I used to drive past it, when I came back home from Boston. This was the first time I was there, that I didn’t just drive past. They did a lot of stuff to it, and it finally kind of felt like it wasn’t mine anymore. Really wanted to see my room though.