There are hooks on the bathroom door. Very old-fashioned. Haven't seen that in a place I've lived.
I hung my towels from the hooks.
It's midnight, I should be in bed. But...I am not yet ready for sleep.
To sleep alone, in this new place. It's not my first night here, but mom was staying with me throughout, so -- it's new. Different.
I keep looking around the place, still mildly surprised that it's here.
Quite an eventful couple of months.
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