i am all moved.
it took a very stressful weekend, but it's done.

...

i feel like i can breathe again.

i have room.
i can't see my whole entire living space from one spot.

there is light.
the walls and ceiling are not pine-paneled and therefore do not suck up every ounce of light that enters.

it feels like home.
i am not even all unpacked yet and it feels like home.

it inspires me.
there are projects i want to do--can do there.
i have even started a list!
after 1.5 years of living at my old house, i never once felt inspired to work on anything.

...

and it took getting out of my old space to realize all this.
with that perspective i realize my old house has something off about it--something lifesucking and uncomfortable.

i am so glad i am no longer there.