A Face with a View

Blessed light above my head

When I stroll with Felix through his leafy green neighborhood, we always pass a house that makes me wonder. It’s nearly windowless. I inevitably think of that row of student housing on Barnett Shoals, the complex where some cheapo developer actually added outlines of fake windows. Did he think he was fooling us? I think of how “they” say the eyes are the windows to the soul, and I wonder why someone would build or buy a house that looks so soulless, that must border on blindness inside.

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