And I thought I would be happy in the new flat.
But happiness is not as simple as people say it is.
I am happy in my new home.
But I can't sleep well.
I enjoy the little walk through the village every day.
But I can't be relaxed when I come home.
I like my kitchen space.
But I have no urge to cook or eat.
I like my new closets.
But I don't bother to put my clothes in them.
I feel free in my own space again.
But I miss having another person in the same space.
I've grown tired of the old place.
I'm growing tired of the endless texts from my landlady.
I'm growing tired of the endless texts from my landlady.
I've moved and I thought I'd be happy.
But when will I move to another city?

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