Meghan's response to Carly's corpse

Carly's last corpse was about her home and how her family has been the only ones who lived there. The experience of city life is a nomadic one and your home is not unique. Each apartment you move to becomes a blur of the repetitive surfaces of brick, wood, pipes, tile, and white walls. The same mailboxes that probably all take the same key loses its charm and allows your roots to stay up, awaiting their next temporary home. The layers of paint chipping away give you glimpses of other lives once living within these walls. The city outside becomes a white wash of noise outside as you escape to your generic, small, expensive box you happen to hold the key to. Neighbors hear, smell, and often see your every move and you see theirs. Home often becomes nothing more than a place where you can sleep the city off before you wrap yourself in its dull, dark colors the next day.