can you imagine having a house with so much warmth and brown and wood and little things in it, kitschy and beautiful. paisley print and filligree. and you paint fruits and flowers on walls and paste up paper printed with wild animals and roll out thick rugs that your feet sink inches into, the edges rolled gold and the innards designed with leaves. and you live there forever and use the same chippedish dishes forever and the same blankets and embroidered pillowcases forever and you know every step on the staircase that squeaks and every nook where the spiders like to cob their webs. can you imagine the potted basil in the window.