a house is like a sponge

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We're slowly unpacking boxes and watching as items are reabsorbed into the house. It's quite remarkable. Box after box is emptied out, with no noticeable change in the house's appearances. Items go into closets, drawers, shelves. They sit on dressers, and on top of the stove, and behind the fridge. Packed into the car and into boxes, the detritus of our daily lives looks overwhelming. Unpacked, it soaks into our surroundings and becomes part of the fabric of daily life.

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What a poetic entry!

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