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‘Home’ is a created thing, an emergent property.

I moved into a new apartment a week ago yesterday and I’ve noticed that, at first, there’s that feeling of generic-ness.  As in ‘my stuff happens to be located in this standard set of rooms’.  But then there’s the arranging and adjusting, and it starts to feel more personal.

I find that an apartment only really starts to feel like mine once the books are in place.