I live in rented housing. It is a temporary home, without a sense of ✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱✱ or peace, because it never truly feels like mine. I dream of my own small house — modest, simple, but warm and cozy. A place where everything has its place, where I don’t have to fear tomorrow or the possibility of moving again. I want a home where it is quiet, calm, and safe, a place where I can make plans, feel secure, and simply live.