2025. 02. 11_I Don’t Want a House. I Want a Storage Space.

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자신이 꿈꾸는 집에 관해 쓰세요.

A warehouse filled with only the essentials I truly need.

And I want to wander the world.

Just one travel case is enough.

With that single bag, I want to roam from place to place.

Of course, such a perfect life requires financial freedom.

This has been my dream since childhood.

But I was trapped, unable to live that way.

Now, I am at the age where I should settle down.

Adventure and new experiences were once the source of my passion,

but I never got to live that way.

That kind of life is for the young.

Now, I just want stability.

I want a place to rest.

To me, a house is merely a place to sleep.

Filling it with fancy furniture and unnecessary things feels cumbersome and suffocating.

They only hold me back, suppressing my desire to leave and explore.

Yet, despite my nature, I am someone who loves only one person.

I seek certainty, and when I believe in something, I go all in.

I despise ambiguity.

I have no respect for those who hesitate, dipping just one foot in.

I prefer clarity. I prefer honesty.

To me, home is not a place.

Home is one person—my haven, my safe space, the one heart I can trust.

Ooahan JS

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