Everything we love is an accident that was written in the stars.
Tuesday, August 28, 2018
Home as metaphor for life
Our house is for sale. And as we enter into the end of the initial, though not necessarily fruitful, flurry of interest in it I am struck by its familiarity. It strangely resonates with many of the endeavors of my life. As it is with this blog, a lifetime in the arts, and any number of pursuits in the wider world, so it is with the reactions thus far to the sale of our house: