From an Attic

Every time when I enter my apartment room, I feel like as if I am "A Little Princess".
Do you remember Sara Crew in "A Little Princess"? I really loved that story when I was a little girl.

In that story, little Sarah lived in an attic because she didn't have any money after her father died in India.

My room is on the 5th floor and last floor of this apartment.

now princess sarah have a bed.

Thank You!

A few days ago, my friend sent me an e-mail, she said: "I read your blog. Oh, it's so funny, you really took a photo of your toilet!?".

Yes, yes.. because I was so impressed with my apartment's really small toilet!

Even the toilet is pretty-little-sized one, what I feel right now is.. gratitude.

Feel like someone helped me with an invisible hand. Maybe it's my father in haven or angels who always with me.. or.. whoever.

this was wednesday's sky.
near my work place, around 5 pm.
I took lunch 4:30 at that time.

First Step in my Apartment

It was Saturday, I came to my apartment with a pounding heart. Because there was no elevator?

Oh, No.

I had my lunch and hot tea in bottle, my bicycle in front of the building.. perfect.
Stairs to 5th floor.. it's ok.

I had my room key. It was the first day in my apartment room! That was the reason why my heart was pounding.

Well, let me open the door and introduce my place!

entrance from a corridor