This is the view from the penthouse of the place wherein I moved. This is like the 42nd flooor, I don't even know if people are allowed to go there, lols. Anyways, I am now closer to the sky. Soon enough, I'll learn how to fly.
I moved, yes. Moved into a cramped space, but a space wherein I can finally be my own person. A place wherein I sleep with heavy eyes and wake up the next day and immediately feel my heart flying. My heart is finally at home. It moved, yes. But that is never a wrong thing.
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