but rather like selling your child
4 years ago
in some weird anthropomorphic way.
seriously, you can’t get too attached to the beautiful tile job in the bathroom, or the fabulous zen flagstone path in the yard, or the terrazo windows sills.
because like any other relationship that ends, you have to move on, get over it, and stop looking back.
love the one you’re with, to paraphrase some old song.
