Cold Feet on the Florida Shore

Title: Cold Feet on the Florida Shore

I’m getting cold feet, as I count my wealth,
A single soul, with dreams of a house by myself.
A potential home, a bittersweet delight,
Can my earnings meet the Florida price, shining bright?

A $500,000 dwelling, a place to call my own,
Endless sunsets on the coast, where memories are sown.
But financial worries dance within my mind,
Can my $120,000 wage this dream bind?

The vibrant allure of Florida’s sandy beaches,
Whispering promises of tranquility it teaches.
Yet, the numbers, like whispers of caution, surround,
Can the answer to my cold feet ever be found?

Analyzing my budget, analyzing my realities,
In this poetic jigsaw, I seek life’s harmonies.
A delicate balance of desires and cents,
Can I afford this home, or should I remain on the fence?

My heart pulls towards that Floridian bliss,
A place where dreams are born amidst nature’s kiss.
But the keywords of finances haunt me still,
Affordability, calculations, they give me a chill.

Keywords: cold feet, single, $120,000, $500,000 home, Florida, affordability