My family feels comfortable living in it because is relatively new. It is like an anthill, everyone gets in and gets out all days but each one is an important sand grain. .
The sky, the ground and the deep sand. The sky is empty, there is no one there, we have nothing in the attic, except cold. The ground is full of us, the kitchen, the living room and two bedrooms; we spend almost all the day in this main floor. The deep sand is where my sister and I try to share ourselves. During the night she talks to me, she is in her room and I am in mine. The basement is plenty of the night. We listen to the steps on our ceiling, the people above us is walking on the floor, our parents and brother. And we just listen to them and talk, we share.
I feel comfortable in my home right now, but I did not choose it.
I imagine I can have the opportunity of choose my house or change something in my actual house. I dream about somewhere to live with rain. But if it is possible to add rain to my actual house it will be better. My green house will be underneath a cloud which always will be ready to throw away the warm rain over my family member's head. Just drop by drop. And the water falling over us is the music God plays every day. Surrounding my house there will be a lot of little colorful flowers and their daily smell will be the most delicate perfume of the wet anthill ground. And we enjoy it and just smell it.
The home from all of us will have enough space for every member of my family. We also will feel comfortable there. The anthill will be exactly the same but wet.