I’m currently homeless and staying at a serviced apartment while waiting for renovations to be completed at my new place. The first week was particularly difficult. After all, we had minimal stuff with us and the space we have is really tiny!
But we have more or less gotten used to the new space and life is like before, and in fact, we have just as much fun. So I’ve learnt that home can be anywhere, so long as you are with loved ones. It is what you make it out to be.
Home is where the heart is (yes I’m
The queen of cliches).
Picture of the day shall be a picture of all the wardrobe space we have in our makeshift home.