Inspire me
So the realtor sent over a lot of links to houses that look like houses, and since I’ve not lived in a house that looked like anyone else’s house in a while, I was a little discouraged. And then I went over to pick up the Yat Dictionaries that I had bought for a few friends for the holidays and ran into a woman who had trained Loca when she first came to live with me. Despite what you could say about Loca, she was well trained.
She sat me down and she said, “Look, you can’t leave the bayou, you have become part of the fabric of this area. You have to stay in this hood. You created something incredible and you can do it again. You need to find the right place and I can see a modern house rising from it. Then she told me about a tear down near her. The owners want too much for a triangle lot with a termite ridden house that needs to be torn down. Make an outrageous offer and see what they say.”
So I drove by the corner lot and two biracial boys were playing the front yard and I started imagining a different option, Option B, where I create my world instead of live in someone else’s creation and it made sense to me. It inspired me. And so more will be revealed in the New Year.