Living Well

My apartment is warm and cozy,
filled with laughter and love.
Down the hall someone cries.
Each door opens to a different
world, the building of dreams
reaching to the sky. We live
side by side to multiple realities
creating our space by each action,
thought, and desire. This place I
call home is filled with the
knickknacks of my life, decorated
by the choices I have made. If I
don’t like the home I’ve made, I
must clean house and choose better
in the future. Interior design can not
be random if one wants to live in harmony.