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As I turn off the lights on a Sunday evening, it’s dark and the only sound is of the dishwasher running. I pad around the house, filling up my water bottle for the night. Yawning, I crash into bed, ready for the world of dreams to take me. Right before I drift off, I have a sudden thought… I wonder what my apartment would think, if it could think at all. Does it have a life, rich in thought, full of stories? What would that be like?

Here is what I imagine.

Perhaps the house comes alive in…

Srividya Bhaskar

Reflections on life, travel, sunflowers and twenty something things.

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