Entry 005: Moving? Hm...

[Just a normal written entry with a few pictures stuck inside]

<sub>I have managed to find a smaller house suited to my needs. It came up at the reasonable amount of €4,350,000, which isn't that much for where it is. A three bedroom chalet in Kitzbühel, Tirol. It's a stroll to the centre of town and has perfect views to write music to. It's got a spa and such for guests with a large terrace for me to read and relax. I shall put a few pictures in, for anyone who comes across this.



The outside is rather traditional, which is a brilliant. Reminds me of when I was young. As a nation, I am only 23 in what human count as. Which is still rather young....But I feel my actual age at points.




I am changing those sofas. They are horrible, they look like plastic. Something more homely must be done there. And smaller. Much smaller. Or maybe the same size? I don't know, but I am changing them.



I cannot fault the views though, such beauty. Shows my dear country off, just look at those mountains. Even Vash would be jealous.



A magnificent bathroom, if I can say so. Perfect for relaxing as well. Everything about my new home is rather relaxing it seems.



Perfect for testing my cooking on various subjects and my guests which I'm sure I won't be short of.



My room. Different styling to the rest of the house, but I like the simpleness of it all. It is just a room where I sleep, read and write in. So, it doubles as a study slightly. The other 2 guest bedrooms are simple and plain, each with a double bed, sofa and a desk with a lamp. Nothing to flashy.



Last but not least, my dear piano room. A place where I will spend a lot of my time I feel. Stocked with books and my musical instruments. If people ever come over expectantly, you will find me in here most probably.

And then I don't know about Liam, I think we are living separately now. Of course he is always welcomed to visit, as well as everyone else. But I would miss him if he didn't visit. So much. Well, I'm sure he'll be lured to my alcohol cellar soon enough. Stocking various beers and drinks I probably won't touch...Apart from the red I am tempted to crack open now.

I must go, a night of writing and wine ahead of me.</sub>