Maji room

The second year of living with our little cat, Maji, we moved three times. Looking back, no matter where we lived or how long we were away from Maji, the thing we looked forward to the most was opening the door to her room and seeing her in all her adorable states (though most of the time, she’d just be lying there, looking chubby). Occasionally, I can’t help but imagine that one day, when I open the door, I might see her sitting at her little desk reading a book, or perhaps carefully cutting washi tape or stamping away with stationery from her drawer. Maybe, just maybe, this is how "The Cat's Room" came to life, and "Stamps" became the first chapter of its story. Secretly, I hope this small beginning can continue to grow and unfold. :)