after living in my.....well....i can't even think what you would call it.
i don't know if there is even a name for what i lived in.
it was an old two story house with the top split into two separate halves, each equipped with it's own kitchen and living space, and of course a bedroom.
it was separated from the downstairs and the other side of the upstairs.
and it was lovely.
(even though sometimes lonely).
but it has made me quite fond of smaller spaces.
you do not need a grand house (i will probably regret saying that later) in order to have a fabulous home. a house is a structure. a home is what you do with that structure.
i'm not sure the story behind this beautifully done small space because the website i found it on offers no explanation really. but isn't it lovely?
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