Pictures on Walls

Moving into an apartment is a multi-step process. For me, it begins with the necessities: bedding, clothes, and groceries. It requires planning and precision, making sure that every square inch of my dresser is utilized. The filling of closets and drawers is completed after only a couple of hours. Then, technically, the apartment has been moved into. But the most crucial aspects of the apartment haven't even been touched: the decorations, the knick-knacks, the books you never intend to read, the pieces of your life that literally bring vitality to your apartment. As I finally got around to taping my pictures to the wall tonight, I felt a strange familiarity suddenly enter my apartment. This was no longer a building, or (even better) a residence, this was a home that was now strewn with my memories. And so now, I look at my walls and smile in remembrance of happy times, but also with the hope that here I can take more pictures to line the walls of a future place.