In Need of a Home

I woke up today with a bird sitting on my chest. It was a cute bird until it began pecking me. Now, I have three neat dots on my chest. Events like these REALLY make a person wanna buy a house.

My good friend (the one who gave me the nickname [see previous post]) left me his house before he disappeared. But it's a little too much for me. He built his house in Mosul, and it's huge! Of course, it's beautiful but with all the maintenence work thats required, I think I might sell it.

Then, I could build myself one of those cozy little huts or cottages with only a few rooms.