Laughter fills the room I’m in and I smell food, but it’s nothing I can place. I feel at home here and every room is filled with mementos and happy memories.
I feel like I should be tired, but being here is so pleasing I can’t seem to feel the exhaustion. There are so many shades of tan and taupe, but it’s not dull to me. It’s cozy.
Lady says: “Struggle and strife will drag you down, but that place you feel most at home is the end result. Fight, dear, and reap the rewards.”
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