packing my bag for my trip home, I started the gradual move-out of my room - packing away clothes and various knick knacks I won’t be taking overseas. my Sydney room has been a little safe haven for me since August. I quite like that it’s known as the worst placed room in the co-operative, that it’s existence as an oasis is a well-kept secret between myself and my close friends.
I’ve taken photos for the sake of preserving my memory of the place: how my home looked during this strange chapter of my life.
excited to be heading home. the first time all three brothers will have been together in months. I’ll be seeing some very special people. time moves at a ridiculous pace, and I’m counting every blessing that comes my way. <<
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