Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Since I made such a nice bedroom out of the old studio, I have been sleeping in there. I didn't move my clothes or anything, but I am always looking for something different in my surroundings. I change furniture and rooms around as often as most people clean their houses. At least I am able to satisfy my needs within the same house now. I used to move so often that it became a joke among the people who know me. Now I am settled here, but still in search of change. I love waking up in the morning in an unfamiliar place, or reading the paper in a different spot in the dining room, or watching TV from a different part of the living room. I've never been able to understand why I feel as I do, but it seems a harmless obsession, and I am easily pleased.