Jocose Sonata

I am an empty house.

I exist.

I am here.

There's no doubt, no room for argument: I am here, I exist.

I am fully furnished, I am decorated modestly; everything that a house is expected to have, everything required of a home.

I can be spruced up, improved, painted nicely, walls filled with paintings or portraits, shelves with little knick knacks and trinkets; the layout can be changed, more decorations put up, the wallpaper replaced, or a complete renovation.

Anything to make it look pleasant and homely.

Anything to make it look nice and cozy.

But, at the end of the day, I am an empty house.

No one lives here.

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