The title is a phrase I often heard during the Corona disaster. When the human spirit was gone, the house was still standing, and even though there were no humans to be seen, the house made its presence felt. As I looked out the window thinking about this, I felt as if the houses were alive, as if they had faces. Each house has a different face. They looked very dignified to me. I feel depressed when I think I can't leave my house, but those who were busy with work might have more time with their families. There were many sad things, but I am sure there were also many things that I could do and was saved because I could not leave my house. No matter what happens, the world can look very different depending on one's way of thinking. Whether or not you can change it is up to you. What do the houses in this picture look like to you? I would be happy if you could see them differently each time you look at them, depending on your feelings at the time.
