But the point she was trying to make was that space matters. It has an impact on me and you, the way we interact, and the things that we do. Having space that you can call your own, that you are proud of, makes it easier to function.
All of this has never been more apparent than during the last week. I was living with a couple of Northwestern grad students. I moved in half way through their lease, and while it was great for the time being, I ended up feeling.. stuck and trapped in my tiny room. Uncomfortable to say the least.
Last weekend I moved into a new place, with a baller roomate (she would very much appreciate me calling her baller). Anyway, I feel like I am finally able to breathe! Space can uplift you and it can also restrict you. For six months I felt confined to living in a shoe box, I became lazy and disorganized. I just didn't feel like myself.
Hello world! It's good to be back.