The Treehouse And The Skyscraper

January 19, 2012 10:54 AM

I had an idea for a treehouse and ended up building a skyscraper.

Never saw it coming. Never saw myself as much of an architect. But as I lean over the ledge and let my eyes tumble down the side of the glass, all the pieces fit.

This edifice, this thing that I have built with gallons of blood and sweat and whatever bodily fluid was required at the time, isn’t just some project, some arbitrary eruption.It’s a public index of my values.
It’s a tree on which the fruit of my bravery hangs.

What’s strange is – and I never thought I’d say this, but – twelve years later, I think I would be okay letting the city crumble to the ground.

As long as we come home together.

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Scott Ginsberg
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