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The objectification and romanticization of everyday Entering a room with a notion to spot something new but that which was already there To make it a point to rediscover and see with new eyes what never registered to your brain To acknowledge that "wow okay the brand of this commode I've sat on for decades is Eagle and there is a little Eagle illustration by it" The conviction that random waking up to the orange moon is because the moon wanted to see you and descended languidly to rest upon the tall towers just for a midnight rendezvous with you So that when you do wake up, the sight of the moon is so bewitchingly arresting, that it takes your breath away and all you can do is mirror its warm gaze to the point of it lulling you gently back to sleep Attachment to tiny corners of rooms that you know you're leaving soon Furniture moved in big trucks leaving the vacant echo of a freshly quiet flat The excitement of newness underlined with the undertow of a small sadness ...