What is Home? Isn’t it suppose to be a place full of love, bliss and a safe haven to return to after a long day outside? Seriously, you don’t have to keep reminding me that for a citizen that is single, he/she can purchase a public apartment at the age of 35. Yes, it’s still years more before I reach it. Well, I know that you guys are jeering that I may not have the ability or have the vast sum of money to get one. It’s ok, I know it’s difficult for me too.
I thought I am being sensitive till I know the plans you all have for the current place I am staying. Eventually, it will be a place for “him” to build his family and then my room would have to be given up for his “kids”. So I told him, no worries, I will find a place on my own, he laughed and told me I certainly won’t get a home. Double blow to me. *Sigh Nevermind … When the time comes that you guys want to implement the future plan for the place I am staying, I won’t be so thick-skinned and not leave. I shall be armed with a sleeping bag and everywhere will be my home. At least I am not sleeping on cardboard boxes, I have a sleeping bag and the breezy streets.
So stop pushing me and reminding me. I know where I stand.
