The Wall.
I’ve been living here for a litle over a month, I still have nothing in my walls. I wanted a ton of pictures up, but I would need to buy an absurd ammount of frames, so last week I got a bit frustrated and started taping some pictures to my bedroom wall. It has slowly grown into this big monster.
A part of me feels incredibly inmature. After all, what 24 year old puts pictures on a wall with tape? Another part of me is giddily happy. I love pictures, remembering moments, anectdotes, memories.
So eff it. There it is. I’m going to be printing more soon (this awesome 100 print free deal I got), and The Wall, will grow.