There goes house and home
Here's a good one: I take a trip to Portland, new location of half my family and city of my heart of hearts, and just around the corner from my sister's house is another one for sale. It's a small perfection, with enough function to call it a home and enough oddity to make it special, and my girlfriend and I are both in love with it. It's no financial impossibility, but then her emotions dictate the situation more than money ever can, and so today it's back to tied down old new york, and the spell of that moment snaps entirely as she sets foot to pavement here. Goodbye, little balcony and yard with the potential for a small vegetable garden round the side. I nearly could have touched that.