Um.
So.
I haven’t wandered with y’all in a while. Like really wandered. Like in a while. Not since Malibu last May. Gosh, I’ve definitely missed doing these videos!
I recently returned to my roots — well, my most recently sprouted roots — and wandered about my home of the last 2 years. Wonderful Whittier.
From my middle school with the special parking lot to my old neighborhoods to a ghetto track, I get all nostalgic with my nearly year-long video-wandering hiatus.
I certainly hope to wander with y’all again soon! In the meantime, enjoy this most special version of Wandering Wednesday: Whittier.
Do you ever think about someone else sleeping in your bedroom someday?
Hm, it never crossed my mind that someone else will sleep in my bedroom when I move. When I moved out of my parents’ house, I thought I’d feel weird about it but it really doesn’t bother me that my old rooms are now an office and a guest bedroom. Maybe it will feel strange when they’re to old to live there and sell it. I don’t know.
It’s something that was really strange when I moved out of my first house at 12. It’s less weird now, but still…off-putting? Or something.