Sunday, 30 May 2010

On expats

My house has 7 bathrooms.
One of them has a bidet.
Another has a spa sized bathtub.

We could hold a conference in our living room.
Maybe a rock concert.

Still, it is not uncommon to find, chase and squash a cockroach.
See lizards darting around the floor of the bathroom.
Have water flood the downstairs.
Dust culminates in every corner. With cobwebs.

This house, made for a family, with children and grandchildren. And maybe a puppy, is too big for us. So big that sometimes when the wind blows it feels like it is ripping through the vast empty space. Where two people are building a little life. From scratch. In a far away place.

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