I’ve lived in my condo 15 years now—long enough that I don’t even see it anymore. I started dreaming about moving into a house, where I was bound to be happier.
我在我的公寓住了15年，时间太长了，我都甚至都没有好好看看它。我开始梦想着能够搬进独栋的房子，那样的话我应该会更加开心。
Ifixatedon little yellow houses somewhere in the suburbs of Chicago and watched for them from the train on my commute. “Oh, look—there’s one!” I’d say as it slid by.
在来回上班的火车上，芝加哥城郊的黄色房子吸引了我的'注意。“看，这有一个！”这个房子在视线一晃而过的时候，我说道。
Then one day, sitting in the sun on my patio, I looked up and realized the outside of my condo was done in yellow siding. I already had a yellow house. And I was home!
之后的某一天，我在自家的露台上晒太阳，抬头看发现公寓外墙漆成了黄色。原来我已经有了黄色的房子，而且我还在家（真是后知后觉）！