In decades coming, the house you're living now will be shattered bricks, fragmented tiles.
Your both arms will likely to be perfectly tied and you will no longer be able to welcome the 73 inches tall man carrying his briefcase proudly with all of his tiredness hidden.
Your both eyes will be blinded and you will never get to see the same woman everyday doing her incredible magic in the kitchen.
This is your house.
In decades coming,
You will miss this.
And everyone in it that once lived.
