Lately I've thought a lot about my home, and what it says about me. You know what I've decided? My house says "pretty", but that's it. There is very little in it that truly MEANS anything to me. I have pretty things on the walls, and sitting out on tables and shelves, but only a few things that are dear to me. Granted, this house has hardly any walls to work with, but I'd still like to take out some of the pretty and add some meaning. Meaning can be pretty, too, you know.