Let’s break this down. The house you dream to buy is an old, familar house.
The house that you and your ex built a life around.
It was familar and comfortable.
Two kids, a dog, a farm to grow things,
to grow old together.
I get it, she took off with all of the appliances.
The mechanics that make a house work.
What good is a house without the food you put in it,
the memories to feed you?
Your life now.
New. Uncertain within the confines of the political landscape.
This. Has you seeking the old and familar but not in the same way as your old life.
Your “girl”. The one you call girl. Laughs at these old fashion names. She is different than the others.
A sojourner, like yourself. Alway seeking answers. Needling and questioning the way things because not everything is neat and tidy.
The politics of life is built around the constructs of things we have learned over a lifetime.
Always building and rebuilding. Tearing and applying patches.
Busy ants trailing the tree trunk we call our body.
The scar tissues we build up around us.
So I ask you this.
Is the house you are seeking to buy, in your dream something you want to rebuild again or are you willing to
tear down the walls and start something new.
To build the foundation of something bright and glorious.
To start the new day,
uncertain yet hopeful that the dawn will awaken the earth from it’s nightly slumber.