I hate home life, really. Do you think having two wonderful elders is the best thing in the world? Yes. No. Yes, because there is much love, food, shelter and other amenities, such as parakeets and a garden. No, because there is the nagging. That’s right! One happens to nag; while the other doesn’t complain. One won’t stop doing too much; while the other would rest and contemplate. One wants constant acknowledgement and recognition. The other doesn’t care. I’m the latter. You can guess which bio-unit is the former.
My veins are popping out. It means the body has over worked and therefore over heated. It aches and thats rare. Why? Because the nagger won’t shut-up. It’s the last resort pill for those with severe asthma. Guess which pill that happens to be? And when someone has injested that “healing potion”, it powers them up tremendously and calmer people like me will end up doing more than necessary. You see, home life here is secure. And the consequences are freedom and more of it.
When it’s not your castle, creativity is limited to the homeowner(s). One cannot do whatever is desired — remove the old wooden and metallic fences, remove cracking and sliding cement work, replacing the roof, remove extra plants and containers, basically remove junk. Yup. Oh, joy!
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