Today, I made an important discovery: I learned that my mental haven actually exists. I am enjoying its warm luxuries right this moment.
For the next six days, this is what I have to enjoy:
A living room with a couch and a monster set of windows leading out onto a balcony.
A seventh-floor view of Vienna’s Inner Stadt.
A queen-sized bed with a beautifully thick duvet.
A separate kitchen with fridge, oven, and stove.
A bathroom with two sinks and a real live shower curtain.
An anteroom with a stand for hanging coats and hats.
After today’s wanders, I enjoyed some couch time with Pi and my Kobo. Later, I elected to sit in the chair facing the balcony to eat dinner. Pi disappeared under the duvet. There’s just so much space. I keep walking around and marvelling at it. Of course, the fact that I’m paying a fraction of the normal weekly rental price (last-minute discount) adds a certain sheen.
This totally makes up for the week I spent sleeping on the floor of my flat in Marrickville.