Photo.

This probably seems quite odd to many, but on Friday evening, I was in my grandma's old house. I was using the bathroom, and I looked over, into the open closet door. At the floor, some of the drywall was busted to reveal what was underneath. Underneath was the old wall with old wallpaper. I love that this was there as I was growing up, as my mom was growing up. And it's still there. I had to take a picture. It's like touching the past. Owning a piece of the past that came before me. It's mine now. : )