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Each night the bedroom was the stage for her dreams.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 9, 2021.
The bedroom was just tidy enough to show that she cared about the space and just messy enough to show that she was able to let her creativity roam free. It was her goldilocks zone, perfect for how she was.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 9, 2021.
The bedroom was her sacred cocoon, her place of safety in poetic repose.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 9, 2021.
If you walked in a forest at first light, if you let the awakening green hues into your soul, that would be the sense that was her bedroom. There was a calmness, a serenity, a feeling of optimism.
By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 9, 2021.