Well today we move house. From the security of our dwelling for the past twelve years to an uncertain future. Of course the future is always uncertain, we just think we know what’s going to happen and that makes us feel secure.
We’re moving because we need more space (our current dwelling is very small), but a consequence is that we’re having to move out of the close-knit cohousing-style neighbourhood that we’ve come to appreciate and into a more suburban, separated alternative. A strange thing how you want to go in a particular direction yet life takes you in the opposite direction. Personally I still cherish the long-term dream of living in a real cohousing community, with a common house and other shared facilities. Maybe this move is a step in that direction?