Throughout my life, l've called many places home. Each house, apartment, and even the occasional hotel room had its own unique charm, etched into my memory like snapshots of another time. While none of them could ever truly be called perfect, l've come to cherish the beauty in their imperfections. These spaces, however fleeting, were the backdrop to moments that could never be recreated, each tied to a phase of life that has come and gone. And so, I've learned to savor them, knowing that every chapter is a one-of-a-kind story, never to be lived the same way again.