Has anyone ever asked you
if they could leave a house at your place?
It sounds like science fiction.
But it happened to us.
We thought we were ready.
The road was reinforced.
Stone after stone.
Layer after layer.

It looked solid.
Until the crane sank.
Only once.
But once is enough.

It stood there,
stabilised on its legs,
waiting for the truck.
The truck that never arrived.
Hours passed.
More attempts.
More mud.

Luckily,
the concrete pads were ready long before.
Waiting.
Patiently.

Because building a home
is sometimes just
waiting for the ground
to agree.
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