I loved watching the building from the outside and fantasize the house showing from inside. I imagined the character of the living room noticed the large glass windows facing the yard and the wall’s paint color. I imagined the dining table and the kitchen that part of its cabinets glanced and the smell of dinner’s cooking made me feel hungry.
I counted the number of windows, enjoyed the front door entrance and admired the style.
I stopped to enjoy the manicured garden which colourful flowers decorated everywhere. But most of all, I loved those houses that even from outside one could feel that this is a home. No matter the style and regardless construction, I knew that inside there is love.
