What I do have is a gaggle of friends and family that are kind enough to let me sleep at theirs and set up a 'mini Sally camp' during the days that they are blessed with my presence. But oh how I miss my own room! Or own flat, mind you. Let's review some of my former Sally spaces:
This flat was by no means perfect. It was furnished by the ugly, cheap hands that owned it and filled it with nasty budget IKEA furniture but we made it our home by filling it with friends and the smell of good food. And lots of maps.
Oh. This was my very favourite Sally space of all from a long time ago not just because I used to fill it with junk every Sunday from the boot fair but because this is where I fell in love with someone once. This room was the grounds for my total coverage. I stamped, stomped and splashed myself around with trinkets, images and curios because I was young and brimming with insane Cancerian nesting energy.
The questions are: where will it be? Where is my new home? And how, as a crazy homely Cancerian, do I find home in my everyday? Well that, my dear readers, will be my next article..
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