99. luxury
i'm living a fine life here. to be honest, i feel doubtful whether i can actually make it in this house for the rest of the year on my own. i don't know. right now, it's looking a little iffy.
but hey, if you don't invite failure, are you even trying? as the great denzel would say. here's the thing i learned: each time you graduate, you discover new role models. and i've certainly discovered some new ones, and let go of old ones. recycled old ones, and avoided some new ones. i'm happy and fond of myself when i notice these changes.
so yes, this house is not a grand ballroom on lombard street. good. it's a fine house nonetheless and more than i could ask for. and so each day, i promise to turn the doorknob with a gentle grip and touch the walls, the white pillar in my room, with love and sweet tenderness. it's just you and me, my dear room. for as long as we got. i love you with all my heart, all that i can give and forever more.