Sleepless in Lisbon

I am obsessed with the idea of a new apartment. My own place. It has reached the point where I can't sleep at night, no but really. The roomie-extravaganza is great, but I have been standing on my own feet in my own apartment since I was 18 and Lisbon will never feel like home until I have my place to fill with my own atmosphere. In my own ways. This room is not worth 300 euros + bills, that's that. So in June I'll be hardcore searching for a tiny little UNFURNISHED studio apartment in the heart of Lisbon, and paint the walls with dreams and mellow inspiration. Come to mama darling?

Inspiration that makes my heart fuzzy:





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