Category: Happy Spaces

I remember sitting in my tiny, sun-drenched apartment back in Oregon, surrounded by nothing but beige walls and the hum of a lonely refrigerator….

I remember sitting on the floor of my tiny coastal apartment, surrounded by half-finished origami cranes and stacks of psychology journals, trying to find…

Have you ever felt like you’re wandering through a dense, foggy forest, only to realize that every single tree is actually a tiny camera…

I remember sitting in my tiny apartment during a particularly gloomy Oregon winter, surrounded by heavy velvet curtains and a stack of half-finished origami…

I remember sitting in my tiny coastal apartment during one of those long, gray Oregon winters, feeling like my soul was being slowly folded…