Today I shut my apartment’s door behind me for the last time. This time I didn’t check if I had the keys with me – they were lying on the kitchen counter; waiting for their new owner.
It was a strange to see the apartment so empty. It used to be full of life; little memories everywhere, wide window sills full of little souvenirs from where we’ve been and fridge door covered with photos.
That was it. One chapter, that lasted three years, has now ended and I am more than ready for the next one!
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