I moved the furniture around last night. Again. We have lived here for over a year now and I've never felt like that room quite made sense. There's an uncertain center, no entry, poor lighting, uneasy features. Every few months I get to thinking that it really might feel better if the furniture were arranged differently. And it has, sort of. But the other night, I think I finally got it right. I moved the rug.
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