I saw the most beautiful house today. I was walking home, and it was hot as hell outside, and I glanced over at this quaint little house and it seriously stopped me dead in my tracks. It's very pleasant, with brick parts and round arches that are beginning to crumble. It was in need of a bad paintjob. The front lawn was sprawling with bushes and flowers, and it seemed lovely and inviting. All at once, I imagined myself in a home like that, cozying up on a sunken chair in the living room with a good book waiting for Bobby to come home from work. I enjoy thinking about these things. It is a nice break from life.

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