The front of the house faces south.
This morning I got up at 6.15 and drew back the curtains in my bedroom. I have a corner room facing south, but with one window looking out to the west. Through this westward window I could see over the tops of the trees to the ploughed fields beyond. The sun was rising and cast a huge exaggerated shadow of the house out over the ploughed earth.
The colossal shadow filled me with foreboding. With apprehension. And I thought… how can I be responsible for this house?
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