Arbitrary Limbs

I chose this apartment to be in trees. It looks onto the city’s oldest park, which extends the illusion of living in a vast forest, with century-old evergreens in the middle distance.

This is the first time I made trees such a priority. Why? I heard someone else make this request once, a fancy and discerning person, very sensitive to space. I am a person very sensitive to space, which I thought was dependent on interior factors. My fancier friend pointed out that an exterior view is crucial to interior experience. I am not immune to a view: seascapes, mountains, a glacial lake. But such obvious desirability of view is reserved for vacation destinations; to expect them daily would engage fantasy, and lead to derangement, or madness. To own such a view would lead to worse, I suspect. However, my fancier friend argued it was not deranged to demand common aspects of the natural world on a daily basis, such as a view of trees. I would not have recognized trees as belonging to my space prior to that discussion.