The view has always been the same and probably will stay that way for a while since the theater across the street is landmarked.
Still, life has been known to change unexpectedly. Exclusive silvery high-rises could appear at the horizon. Disasters of so many kinds could rob us of our home. Illness could diminish sight, relegating the kitchen view to a dim memory. Birthdays loom.
Nothing is forever.
All you got is what is right in front of you.
Que sera sera.
So when the clouds parted, I grabbed my water tower so I could have it forever.
At least until the internet or the world blow up.
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