Our humble home

“We’ll miss all this space, won’t we?”

“We will,” says my wife, peering back at me, “but I think I’m ready to return to my humble home.”

“Are you?”

“Definitely. I love my little house. It was our first proper home. I miss it too.”

I suppose I’ve got used to these new comforts — and the space — but it’s true: that’s our real world, for now.

This is just our dream world, for a few weeks at a time. Escapism. A dream to grasp hold of. A vision for the future, perhaps, if the Most Merciful wills.

Until then, we must return to reality… and, yes, soon enough we will be settled once more, still living within our means.

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