...where nothing ever grows but the weeds of "what-if."
Someone called Dodinsky said this. I can't find out anything about Dodinsky except that he says things like this which you can purchase written on mugs, mouse-mats and T-shirts.
One day, maybe I'LL say something wise enough to appear on a mug?
ANYWAY - today we went to view a house. It is the house of my dreams. It's all higgledy-piggledy and has a balcony for breakfasts and two loose boxes and a paddock for the horses and is in the village where I want to live.
Me - ruled by my heart
BUT selling our own house will be SUCH AN EFFORT, won't it?
Peter - ruled by his head
Who knows?
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