how to nurse a broken summer heart

after days of shuffling back and forth, i'm back at the blue room. funny, because it's really our guest room, but i invaded it some years back because it has good closet space. now, i'm reviving my long lost martha soul and will probably get back into putting crap here and there.
i've learned my lesson well, never ever get attached to a room. never ever scrub its floors and make it spotless and squeeky clean everyday. never ever put your knick knacks or even your portrait, even if you look adorable in it, because you'll never know, someone's gonna knock at your pristine white door and
order you to be a nomad again.
photos from last year: