have you ever felt
that your life is mortgaged
from the very first cry?
they squeeze your persona dry
they gain interest from everything
starting with your imperfect reflection
and its teenaged acne
ending with a type of upholstery
on your second-rate coffin
and nothing really belongs to you
except a nightingale’s song
that reverberates outside your window
every single night
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2024
unbolt me 
And mortgage rates are through the roof… very good writing!
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Oh boy, are they ever! Thanks for reading Tati’s latest! 🙂
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It’s my pleasure.
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Oh wow! Definitely makes one stop and think. Bravo, Tati!
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Thank you, Maria. Tati will really appreciate your kind words!
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I remember (years ago) claiming I could uproots and move on so simply. One suitcase and a bus ticket. I owned, leased, rented, almost nothing. But when I moved in 2021 I realised that was no long true. Not mortgaged, but weighted with material possessions. Whatever happened to the footloose me?
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I wish I had been footloose in my earlier days but I was far too conservative (and timid). You’re right though. The older one gets, the harder it is to discard all that material weight for the freedom we so crave!
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Very thought provoking.
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Tati has a way of drawing out those things that we perhaps don’t often think about, that’s for sure. Thanks as always for reading, CB!
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Tati is super observant.
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You’re not wrong!
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We came empty and will go empty physically.
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It’s a pretty sobering thought really.
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It is the tragedy of life. We are never completely our own and almost never have the agency we need.
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And yet the alternative is death… which is a pretty poor alternative. Absolutely agree with you, Fred!
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Cheer up! Could be a pigeon outside cooing and crapping all over the window sill…
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Agreed! That’s much less poetic! 😛
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Yes!
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😊🙏
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How about our body?
(Loved it!)
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If I’m understanding your question correctly, Bojana, I’d say that our bodies are mortgaged too. Very much so! Thanks so much for reading Tati’s latest effort!
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Any time
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The idea/hope of a completely independent life is certainly a vain one and I feel younger generations than I are hugely influenced by society – social media, peers, fashion etc – but I also feel that one grows into one’s own ident, with greater independence, as the years pass.
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I’d agree with that sentiment, Paddy. It’s one of the few upsides of growing older, I’d say.
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