"November"
They're nice folks, but a soul needs more to function.
Mind you I've certainly no wish to be in peoples faces. However a visit or chat now, and then is nice. Social Services sends folks over to make sure I'm alive.
Pleasant folks. I remember they commented on how spear, and tidy my digs were. That the elders they usually visit have homes full of stuff from their lives.
I have the advantage of having been houseless some years ago. In that I lost 95% of all my stuff. I never replaced them. Really didn't want to.
So it's just me the walls the dining room set my bed mostly empty book shelf computer, and TV.
Well a few boxes in the closet from my radio days dolls toys, and scale models I never built. ...but am starting too again.
What more does one need.
I was waiting for a sunny day to go to the park or Coney Island.
So far no dice.
Well the sun comes out here, and there, but mostly it's slate grey.
Did I mention my elder crap like my guts are fucked up my feet hurt, and my eyesight is shit.
...never mind.
Maybe November.
I like the Zen look; it's restful. Also, your digs is kinda nice - the herringbone parquet and the molding are unobtrusively pleasing to the eye.
ReplyDeleteYeah them *pre-war, *WW2 digs are like this,...rent controlled too.
ReplyDelete(...so I'm not kicked out.)
Yeah like I sez it can be lonely, but it's my digs, and I'm blessed to have them. A friend on seeing this post kidded me by saying I must have a Hoarder's hell just out of frame.
Um,...not exactly.
Though I do have 10 neat boxes, all the same style, stacked tastefully in my bedroom. That's my accumulated stuff from the last decade. I mostly let things go, and am about to do so again.
I want them boxes down to five.
I think my last reel is spooling out so I don't want to burden my sister with cleaning this joint out. Queers are tidy, and considerate this way.
This is why the Angels love us so much.