This house has too many rooms. None of them seem happy either. As the day wares on, they shuffle and jostle for positions, all trying to get the best view out of their windows.
I've given up trying to navigate them in any sort of orderly manner and now just open a door at random with no idea where I will be going.
This door leads to a bathroom, of sorts. It's cluttered with boxes and papers piled in every corner and I have to clear some to make my way to the sink. As I turn on the tap, the view out of the window shifts from hills and fields, to being square on to another window in what I can only suppose is the house opposite.
I sigh, and sigh again as after a few minutes, I realise there is no hot water coming from the tap. I can only suppose trivial details such as plumbing fall by the wayside in the house with too many rooms.
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