The first of these two stories is set in an office space where, to my knowledge, no one else lives.
It’s a very odd juxtaposition, especially when you think about it from the perspective of a person who lives there.
But, then, that’s how I imagine my house would look from the outside, too.
A friend of mine recently took me on a tour of the building.
Inside the walls, it looks as if there are a million different people.
It has a lot of windows.
There’s an electric fan that is blowing the breeze through the building’s windows.
I have a couple of cats in the house.
I don’t know what kind of a life we would have if we had lived on a small farm somewhere in Vermont, but I do know that there is a lot more to our lives than just work.
I know there is lots of love in the place, and a lot that we can do together.