i sell the american dream

i had a dream i lived on 20 acres in the middle of an ex-brady bunch neighborhood, now populated by Ethiopian cab drivers and Indians who work at Dunkin Donuts. It was the oldest house in the hood, complete with a 4 acre lake and 2 wells. Raccoons and possums and a hawk lived there too. Most of the trees were covered in vines. A small stream ran thru. The house was an incredible deal, originally posted on craigslist as a 6 month lease only because of intention to tear it down and built townhouses.... but not out of greed, no, the idea was to not only have one family with a lake view, but several several families a lake view. Well, thats what the property manager said anyway. So we were told we could do anything we wanted and we did do whatever we wanted. 6 months turned into 3 years and no lease at all. Then a bright yellow HUMMER showed up with a couple, straight out of 90210, and an agent, all scanning the property. Blackberries in hand, diamonds on neck, platinum on hair, they all shook heads and hands. I looked over all my items of property... records, record players, t shirts, guitars, amps, desk, tables, chairs, bikes, plates, microcassettes, computers, batteries, printers, vhs tapes, dvds, cats, posters, books, carpets. It seemed that in 36 years i had acquired much too much to be moving. And way more than i could ever take with me