I mean, I have no idea why I am so into architecture… I mean wait, of course I know why, to be honest I never had a home…

It is my first time to own a home.

A place which is mine… okay bank is also included but still…

Okay again, not only mine but a place I can change, live in, hide, listen to… which gives me advises…

For example to always be you.

Like…

,,, we had a red room, I mean it was painted by those who built it in deep purplish, queen like red… and we painted it cobalt but still it needed re bits like a lamp, paintings, small carpet…

Sooo…

I think I see homes, buildings as trees.

The same mechanism.

Smarter than me…

Often so sad if left alone…