Paint swatches.
Furniture choices.
Appliances.
Hardwood floors and is that crown moulding?
It’s upsetting the things that fill me with excitement.
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NPM 9
Everything I keep has meaning.
A memory, a moment attached to so many items.
How can I part with a moment in time?
But at a certain point I think, the only thing that matters is now and all I want is to throw everything away and start anew.
But the past clings on too tight so I pack it away and carry it with me.
NPM 8
It happens slowly at first, the way the tiniest roots break out of the seed.
Tiny changes happening one at a time and then all at once.
You are a different person than you were a year ago, a month ago, a moment ago.
You are becoming.
NPM 7
There used to be a Pizza Hut on North and Western.
“Is it those millenniums at it again?”
“I think you mean millenials.”
“I heard they don’t like chains.”
First they came for Applebees, now they’ve come for pizza.
“No one is killing pizza.”
The area is changing.
They call it gentrification.
There’s no room there for a Pizza Hut from the 80s when you could build overpriced condos.
“Hey, do you remember when I gave you a ride there on the back of my bike?”
“Oh yeah, to the Pizza Hut on Western and North.”
NPM 6
Open space.
Rays of light.
There’s potential here.
Over here a couch.
In this space a table.
Imagine laughter here.
And conversation there.
Long afternoons writing just here.
Picture it.
Maybe just maybe this could be home.
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