Haven

Have you ever had the experience of going to a place and feeling like it was so different from everything you've known, that it's almost unreal? That's what I've been feeling this week. A nice kind of unreal. Almost wish I never have to leave.

The funny thing is, it's not like this place is overflowing with luxury and other creature comforts. On the contrary, it is the simplicity and worn-down neatness of the place that has been a respite. If there's anything the place is abundant in, it's silence. Sketching. Shading. Seeing. All in silence.

Quite ironic, if I compare the lost-in-time beauty of this place to the tens of pages of contemporary design drawings for our new place, that we perspired blood over.

So now, which reality is the unreal one?

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I can't believe we've been staying in our new place for almost 5 months! It feels like a whole lifetime ago that we were packing and moving. The insanity of home renovations seems to have left nary a mark, when I don't think about it too hard. ... Perhaps because of other dramatic events in the months that have passed. Perhaps it's recency effect. Or perhaps just God's mercy in granting short memory :-p