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Minimalism part 3

 Another year, another apartment. haha! Sometimes I ask myself why I enjoy moving around so much. Maybe it's not that I enjoy moving, but that I don't enjoy staying too long where I feel stuck.

It's been almost 7 months of settling into Toronto, which really didn't feel like settling. Same language, same legal system, same crushing expectations I put on myself (hehe). The winter this year was surprisingly mild, and I didn't feel like I needed any extra clothes. We'll save them for next year.

My dorm room is now small and I don't have an entire apartment to myself like I used to. I have to cram my belongings into a much smaller space, and luckily I didn't have a ton of stuff to start with. But each space has to do a lot of function. My "closet" is also bookshelf, food pantry (mostly protein powder), toiletry and shower storage, shoes and hobbies (violin, work out, ice skates...) and coat room. I even squeezed in space for displaying my embroidery project and photocards from Yeosang (Ateez).

On the side, I hung my "vision" board that was clearly made in the fall. Dorms don't have such strict move-out cleanliness like professionally run rental buildings, that's why I feel more comfortable sticking things on the walls.

What I like about the desk that the dorm provided is that it came with drawers. When I furnished my own apartments, I wouldn't bother with anything expensive, but having drawers is so convenient. Studying is the number 1 priority in my life now, so most of my time is spent around this desk. I really like the large glass windows that bring in a lot of light when I am at my desk. The desk also doubles as my violin practice area, and movie watching area, and meditation lounge. 3-in-1!


My bed is much smaller now, but I have a few more stuffed toys to keep my cozy.

Below the bed is where I store my other clothes. Luckily I don't have a lot of clothes because I only have 4 drawers for everything.

The rest of the apartment is shared with 3 other people, but I was lucky because they are also really minimalist haha! We don't really spend much time decorating the shared space, but rather just keeping it clean and free of clutter.


I have to say, having a couch is kind of nice, especially when I sit next to the large window and read.

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