I like this house. I like that when I come inside I get to go upstairs instead of down. I like the enormous windows in my room. I like the way the late afternoon sun shines through them and gives me a couple hours of cheery warmth and light during peak homework time. I like the cast iron radiators that remind me of the house we lived in for a couple months when I was four. I like the piano in the dining room. I like the backyard and the little deck and the clothesline and my birdfeeder. I'm even learning to like the peculiar music of the squeaky creaky staircase.
I like this neighbourhood. I like the cats who sunbathe on our deck. I like how many people in the area have dogs. I like the sound of my neighbour's kids playing outside most afternoons. I like the delicious aroma that drifts over from the Ben's bakery down the street. I like hearing all the different church bells ring on Sunday mornings, creating the comforting small town feel of home.
I like this song.
I like the way it twines itself around my brain. I like the way I find myself drumming my fingers to the melody. I like the way those haunting lyrics show up in my thoughts when I'm not expecting them.
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