I need my own house

To buy a car, to marry and to buy a house is a common place in many societies.

At the cost of its maintenance, a car enhances my freedom and saves time. Even though it has practical usages, I can live perfectly without it, just like before having one.

Marriage is the most controversial subject. It has pros, like having a common commitment and a well known acknowledge from society, and cons, like the need to measure you own actions to respect what's expected from you concerning you marital status. I'll be fine whether I marry someday or not, even though I'd like to.

Now having a house is something I do want to have. I love my family, but I don't want my parents tell me what to do or not to do every fucking day, do house stuff that represents what I like, and give no satisfaction to anyone. Some might say life is more than having a fixed address, that life is to experiment what the world can provide us, and shit like that. Well, a house gives me more value.

Moving

I'm moving to a new home in two weeks, after 25 years. Even though it's the same neighbourhood, gathering all my stuff made me recall many memories. Funny thing I can't really remember what it was like when we moved here, but I was so excited with my new home! It was huge, I had my own room, I was scared for being alone in my own room, my cousin moved to my house when he got into university, I had 7 dogs (Fofinha, Noah, Babi and her daughter Bionda, Cindy, Taz, and Luli), I learned how to ride a bike the hard way and discovered my sexuality. Our home got flooded about 7 times and to avoid being at the dirty water, we built at the back of our house, a process which took more than a year. We could never stick to the A plan of reforming the front house and we've been living in the back one since then. I had some birthday parties with my family and then we ceased to do that at some point in teenage. My room changed at least once each year. A day of a strong wind broke our roof. We installed an antenna for digital tv. My sister's boyfriend moved home and has never left since then, several years ago. We got stolen in two different moments. I bought several pc parts, but only sold a few of them. Read some books and slept some times at the living room. I had a girlfriend who I loved, even though we were so far apart. I got into the highschool and university I wanted to be at the most and graduated from them. I could never be as rich as I wanted to be. I reconsidered many positions and values I thought I would never change.

I had many happy, sad, angry, miserable and astounding moments.

At the same time it's nostalgic, it's even more exciting to start it all again!

Snap Thought #16

My conclusion from some social experiments is that a social routine can't really turn me into a social person. On the other hand, it provides me experiences I couldn't reach alone or by myself.