When you move from a teeny complex to a decently-sized block of land, you begin to realise how much of a difference it makes. I have recently moved house to an acreage estate, much of a shock compared to good ol' Somerset Gardens on Gemvale. The nearest shopping centre is about twenty minutes away (except to Woolies on Pub Lane which is a five-minute drive but not exactly 'late night' standard) and I no longer have the luxury of being able to duck down to the beach.
Living close to the middle of nowhere does have it's perks though. For starters, since there's none of the distractions of being able to go anywhere that does not require driving over 80/kph, I've had a lot of time to settle and slow down the pace of my life. I have realised that life on the Gold Coast was quite busy, even though I lived super close to everywhere. Where I live now has given me a chance to get more creative, think freely and just breathe. It's just still - no train, no motorway, no school right next door, no rowdy neighbours, just serenity.
Since I've had a lot of time on my hands (actually, more like procrastination from assignments), I have been able to do up my room a bit. Yes, that would have to be one of my most favourite things about moving; being able to start fresh and do up my own little creative space where all the magic happens. Here are some snaps I took tonight of my room.
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| Frankie and Yen magazine cut-outs make a pretty neat inspo wall. |
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| Jars of sand and polaroids. |
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| Sometimes you need a pineapple hanging from your ceiling. |