Well, my Love doesn't seem to think it's weird (and doesn't care) but I think there's something odd when last night at about 2:30am, I go out onto my balcony and see the maintance man (the only nice one and the only one who knows what he's doing) who lives across from me, out on his patio, removing his dish. The apartment was a blaze of lights and it was clearly evident they were packing up. And then today, I get up and look out the window as I open the blinds and see him making a final check on his SUV and moving truck. By lunch, he's gone. The apartment's empty. It's just really...sudden. Packing at 2:30am and gone the next day. Makes me wonder what the heck is the story behind that one...

It's just that I try to keep an eye out on what's going on around this neighborhood. My Love tries to just ignore it all, but I lean toward the it's better to know idea. Like, I think it's imporant to know that a few months ago when the cops came out (one of the many times) that two people were arrested for drugs and underage drinking. These are the people who are here in our building; who I'm here alone around most of the day, every day. I think he feels I'm just being nosey, but I like to know who is and who is not on my "safe" list and who is and who is not on my "dangerous" list. The maintence guy was on the safe list and so it weirds me out that he left in such a hurry.

I dunno. When you live in the ghetto fabulous neighborhood like this one's turned out to be, it's just smart to keep your eyes open.

~ flowers bloom near Memory and Dream at 2/3/2004 04:45:48 PM ~ ~