Yep, smack in the middle of the coronageddon, I want to sell this house. After stagnating in lockdown for three months, the market is suddenly white hot. Everyone’s getting out. I might be nuts, but I’ve got company.
Problem is, while the market might be gangbusters for multi-million dollar homes selling for cash, here on the bario side of the tracks, where everyone has lost all three of their jobs, home values are falling off the fucking cliff. Should I cut my losses and leave? Or should I sit tight and turn my house into a metaphorical fortress? Either way, I take it in the derrière.
Here’s what I think I know. Today, as I arrive at the hundredth meridian of hell and high-19, it’s time to turn this derrière around and live life tragically hip. At the end of any day, that might be all there is.
- At the Hundredth Meridian, 1993, The Tragically Hip
- At the Hundredth Meridian Lyrics
- How Covid-19 Could Redesign Our World
Be kind and be careful. See you on the other side.
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Submitted by Melanie Renn, Marin County – San Rafael.