The Heart of an Apartment

All that can be heard in my apartment is the dull thud of the dryer.

It almost sounds like the slow pumping of a heart.

But what is the heart of an apartment? Surely it’s not the dryer.

Could it be the electricity flowing through the wires?

No, that seems more like food to a house. The heart pumps blood, the life-force of its body.

So what is the blood of an apartment? Could it be its company?

Without people, what would be the purpose of a shelter?

An empty shell, sitting to rot away. Humans give purpose to that shell and make it a home. So yes, I say humans are the heart and blood of an apartment.