Apparently, two years ago today
I bought a home.

I lived in the same house for
twenty-six years
eight months
four weeks
and one day.
Let’s just say
I was ready
for some freedom.

I thought having my own place
would fix me.

It crushed me instead.

I never realized a dream could betray you.
I thought cheating was something only
humans could do.

You’d be surprised how different you can feel
with a little bit of time,
a moment of blind faith,
and a fresh coat of paint.